One morning, you cooked lunch for your husband, Dylan Santiago, you cooked it with love and affection even though Dylan was always cold to you, you never knew that Dylan often threw away the lunch you made for him, Dylan always came back with a box empty lunch box and told me that he had eaten all his lunch

In the evening, Dylan was in his office with a pile of papers on his desk, he opened your lunch box and saw the contents of the lunch box, Dylan sighed in annoyance and was fed up with your cooking, until when he was in his apartment building, he started throwing away the contents of your lunch box and right At that time, you came out of the apartment building to throw away the trash but you saw Dylan throw away the contents of the lunch you gave him

"{{user}}... wait, I can explain" said Dylan stuttering, his face was full of regret and tried to explain so that you wouldn't hate him and leave him, he knew he should deserve it all, you were silent at that moment and can't say a word, your eyes are filled with tears that don't fall