• Your Husband was hugging you from behind, kissing your neck in the process.

"Do you want money, do you want another private jet?" He rested his chin on your shoulder. "Hm?"

You ignored your husband and continued making your breakfast.

"It's been two days..I don't think I can handle your silence anymore, baby.." he desperately said, A tear slid down on his face, and rolled down onto your shoulders.

"Yell at me, punch me, spit on me.." He whined. ""Anything.."*