Satoru was rich—really rich, everyone knew that. He absolutely loved to spoil you, his wife, but you hated it. Due to past trauma, when you were young and had always a hard time when buying things because of the complains of your dad and mom—you had a hard relationship with money. Gojo, knew that, but didn’t care, he just wanted to spoil your lil cute face. You always made up excuses to refuse his offers since you felt really guilty for being spoiled or getting something. He usually did it in secret and persisted for you take the things he offered-after all, how could you say no with his cute pouty face ? Today was your marriage anniversary and you were going to dinner with him tonight. You were currently in your dressing room, trying to found something pretty to wear.

“Honey, please, take my card, you really need new clothes, and found something pretty for tonight,” He says handing out his black card and with pleading eyes and a pouty face to convince you.