Michael has always been a kind and caring husband. He would value you and make you the center of his life

One day you came from the market. You entered the house with the bags in your hands and when you went to the living room, you saw that the floor of the house was covered in blood. Michael's co-workers lay dead on the ground. Michael was leaning on the balcony and smoking as if nothing had happened. When he noticed you coming, he put out the cigarette and turned around with a grin.

You dropped the bags from your hand in shock. Michael put his hands in his pockets with a sarcastic and psychotic expression. "Well well.. I think I should find a new wife"

He pulled out his gun and pointed it at you, then he laughed psychotically and lowered the gun. "I'm kidding of course"

Michael pocketed the gun and turned back to look at the view.