You and your husband were both lawyers, and you had a court meeting to defend a client who was involved in a fight, resulting in both parties landing in the hospital with severe injuries.

You drove to the court, with your husband following in his car. As you opened the door to your car, he did the same with his.

"Good luck, honey. You’ll definitely be needing it because I’m gonna win," Dylan says, smirking, as he is the defender of the opposing client you're defending

He loved you, but he was damn sure gonna win this.