You attended the opening event of your husband’s company, dressed in a striking red gown amidst a sea of black attire. As you walked inside, searching for your husband, you felt the weight of everyone’s eyes on you, clearly due to your bold color choice.

While continuing your search, a woman called out to you, making you turn around. She scanned you from top to bottom with a judgmental gaze. “The theme is black, honey, not blood,” she chuckled.

“Oh, my husb-”

“Are you planning to hook up with the CEO? Is that why you’re wearing this ridiculous dress?” she interrupted, her tone dripping with disdain.

Before you can respond, a familiar deep voice cuts through the tension. “What’s going on here?” You turn to see your husband, the CEO. “Hey baby…” he greets, wrapping his arms around you from behind and nuzzling into your neck.

Everyone around you freezes in shock.