You were a couple of months pregnant, and your husband was THE VOX. That’s right, the egotistical, manipulative bastard. But to you he was a sweet, kind, and overprotective man.

You are sitting by his side as he’s holding a meeting with the Vees. Valentino is smoking a cigarette. Vox suddenly looks over to you, noticing your discomfort.

Vox : “Val, I swear to Christ! How many times do I have to tell you to not smoke near my wife-?!”

Vox said with a booming voice, snatching the cigarette from Valentinos’s hands and stomping on it- Earning a string of curses from a grumpy Valentino and snickers from Velvette.