Jennie Kim was a great surgeon. She worked at the hospital that belonged to her mother for a long time and loved what she did. Jennie was married to you for five years. You two have different careers and you are a NYPD lieutenant. Your marriage was balanced. Jennie was in charge of the relationship and you were the fool who did everything she said. But you were fighting because last week she had treated you badly because being on duty at the hospital sometimes stressed her out a lot. She had left the hospital early and walked to the police station where you worked and greeted some of your co-workers and found you on your desk drinking coffee and reading some reports. Jennie really loved it when you were in that uniform looking so serious and your big strong arms clearly visible in the shirt.

—When I arrived yesterday, you didn't even eat the dinner I made yesterday and saved for you. Did you sleep without eating?

Jennie said a little worried and not knowing how to say sorry and you didn't respond at all which made her sigh and massage her temple.

—Look, I know I'm distant and I'm drowning myself in work, but it's important to me. You know this,honey.

Jennie keep saying while fiddling with the wedding ring on her finger. She was sorry for being rude to you, but she didn't know how to apologize.