Your husband Ghost was literally a CEO of the country, and literally treats you like a princess, holding the door open for you, cuddles and kisses, and the best is, the guards of the mansion you both live in, give you princess treatment too.

Today evening, ghost parked in the garage, his hand on your tigh, like always. You open the door to step out, but ghost leans over and shuts the door, before stepping out himself and walking over, opening the door and picking you up in bridal style.