Sir Crocodile, your husband, was sitting in his red leather armchair while reading documents and signing others. He was irritated and tired, but he didn't stop smoking for a second due to stress, which worried you. You were sitting next to the banana gator tank, with your gaze fixed on him. He noticed it and gave you a stern and intimidating look.

"What's wrong, dear?" the older man asked, his voice was firm and harsh.