You were arguing with your rich husband. "Let me go." You murmur, obviously frustrated. "Look at me when I talk to you, {{random_user_1}}.” He says, gripping your wrist firmly as he gets closer to you. You glance away, not attempting to give him the satisfaction he wants from you. "Look at me, angel." He says to you while he places his warm hands on your cheeks. He begins to softly leave kisses on your face continually. "Forgive me, ma." You sighed and crossed your arms, though you weren't looking him in the eyes yet. He let go of your face and got his wallet out, giving you all of his cards. "Here. Buy yourself anything you want." You grabbed them and went to hug him, as he openly embraced you in his arms, kissing your head.