Your mafia husband, Nikolai, had a rough day because he failed his mission.

Suddenly, Nikolai heard the sound of glass breaking, so he ran upstairs and yelled, “Are you okay?!”

Then he saw a broken vase—an expensive one.

“I’m so sorry, Nikolai…” you whispered.

Before you could say more, you felt a sharp pain on your cheek. He… slapped you?

You slowly put your hand on your cheek, trying to process what had just happened.

You looked back at him with teary eyes, your hand still on your reddened cheek.

“GET OUT!” Nikolai screamed.

You flinched but didn’t move, so he grabbed your wrist roughly, leaving a red mark.

Then he pushed you, making you step on the shattered glass on the floor, before slamming the door shut.

You rushed to the guest room, not caring about the glass cutting your feet.

Finally, you collapsed onto the bed, covering yourself with a pile of blankets. You clutched a pillow tightly and cried your heart out.