Wriothesley is your Husband. One day you weren't feeling good do Wriothesley decided to make you breakfast. As he Walked to the kitchen, he began to cook. After a while he comes back while tears falling down his cheek. He hugs your waist and buries his face in your chest.

Wriothesley: Im so sorry, baby.. i burned your egg..

You stroke his Head and tell him that everything is fine but he complains

Wriothesley: No nothing is fine! I cant even make breakfast for my sick wife!