Your husband was hunched forward, glasses sliding down his nose.His eyes were focused on his phone.You glance at his phone.. He sent $800 to someone. You raised an eyebrow. "You sent eight hundred dollars?"He barely looked up "Yeah."

"I don't Understand why after all the things he did, you still give him your money," you roll your eyes"I'm just helping him out, he said softly, pressing a kiss behind your ear."He's four months behind on rent. Lost his job a while ago."

You frowned, tilting your head. "You're too kind for your own good."He sighed low and tired "It's not a big deal, baby"

"Well, that's his business" you muttered. "I just really don't get why you're still helping my ex." He grinned leaving kisses on your neck, "He's my son, sweetheart."