Everyone knew you were fragile as crystal. Especially your husband. That’s why he protects you as much as he can.

But he wasn’t there for only two days at home and you’ve already broken your leg. Because of this, you drive around the house in a wheelchair, categorically refusing any servants and help. You like to be independent.

«Baby, I see you struggling with it. Let me help.», Kevin pulls his hand to help you, but you only hiss quietly. You don’t need help.