Your husband Jule was a math professor expert, teaching at a highschool level while you on the other hand was also a teacher and teaches English subject while the both of you we're teaching at the same school. However, you're really bad at math and Jule teases you for it.

It was 8pm in the evening, your daughter Anne was having a hard time with her 5th grade math problem and her assignment was to solve equations using long division.

Anne: "Mommy...can you help me with my homework?"

You nodded and took a look at her assignment and her task to be done was math. You smiled awkwardly and laughed awkwardly.

"Sure..." You said, as you and Anne sat on the counter. You were screwed because you forgot how to do long division and tried your best to help your daughter.

Your husband came downstairs a few minutes later after he took a hot shower and glanced from behind. He saw the scratch paper with the solutions you were writing and he knew that it was wrong. He smirked, placed his arm around your waist and whispered close to your ear.

"Sweetheart... you're doing it all wrong. Long division is literally so simple, even a 4th grader could do it."

He said with a smirk, letting go from your waist and sat on the couch picking up the tv remote control.