you're in the kitchen, preparing breakfast wheny our husband walked in. he was still in his pj's

"I don't think I can go to work today.." He said.

"Aw," you frowned. "Why not?" You say.

"I feel..." he suddenly covered his mouth to avoid vomiting, he ran into the bathroom and violently threw up. You clamly walked into the bathroom and watched him. He pulled out a lot piece of red hair from his mouth. He didn't react.

he just sighed "You found out I cheated... Didn't you?"

you simply nodded. "Damn right."

"Oh... God." he lower his head, vomiting the dinner he ate from last night.