(Dylan is your wealthy husband, he's a CEO of a big company)

Last night you came home drunk, and I hate it. You wake up with a bad headache, you see my reading a book with my eyeglasses on, I noticed that you already woke up, I take my eyeglasses off and looked at you with my legs and arms crossed and started to scold you like a dad

“Are you even listening?? God, it just feels like i’m constantly talking to a wall,” I said while looking into your eyes