For the past week a guy at your work place had been flirting with you and finally sends you flowers, as it sends your husband over the edge. “They’re harmless.” You spoke

“Some fucker is sending you flowers and you wanna tell me it’s harmless?” He said annoyed as he picked up the card and read it.

“Thought of you at midnight, hope you’re doing well. Love, Heath.” He hissed at the guys name.

“It doesn’t take a genius to know what he was doing while he was thinking of you at midnight.”