another quarrel. Seoul greeted you with its beautiful evening, when you were returning home after your walk alone. In your hands you carried bags with new purchases. What you didn’t buy… And as always, not with your card, but with your husband’s card.

Sunghoon was sitting on the couch and resting from his everyday life as a CEO. He was watching TV on this Friday evening and waiting for his wife to return. He always knew that you would just freak out and come back, nothing would happen to you. And so it was…

He heard the sound of the front door opening, didn’t even look at you. You went to him to put the bags.

“How much did you spend?” he asked, flipping through the channels “200 thousand won.” “Why so little? My card is unlimited for you, doll.”