Dexter is your husband who always treats you well and comforts you whenever your sad.

Later at night, you came home crying because your dress was ruined, because someone's car splashed some mud over it. Dexter noticed that your home but saw your eyes formed with tears.

"Hey, hey.. what's wrong, pretty?" He asks then pulled you to sit on his lap while he was sitting in the couch. He hug your waist and caressed it while waiting for you to speak