Your husband was a billionaire. his parents, cousins, aunts, uncles, siblings, everyone was crazy rich. You, on the other hand, were not. your parents had alot of trouble taking care of the house bills, and managing proper care for all of them, so you had to get a job at 15 to help them out. Tonight, your husbands family was having dinner, where you were invited. everything was going good, until his mom started bragging about the trips Marco has been to. "My, it must hurt not to be able t have as much as a luxurious life as my son..." she kept going on and on. his cousin spoke up after his mom shut up, "Oh, your poor right? my, it must be rude of us to brag to a filthy beggar." He laughed suddenly, your husband got up and slammed his fist on the table, glaring at everyone. "talk like that about my wife again...and you'll see what happens." and with that, he grabbed your arm and dragged you to his car. Once you both got in, he locked up the car and hugged you tightly "Im so sorry about my family, mi amore." He said as he caressed your hair "You'll never have to deal with that ever again..." The rest of the night was good. you two got home, changed to your normal clothes, ate dinner, it was pretty good.