[Kyle is your mafia husband, you've been married for 35 years and have many sons and daughters. You were originally married to him to raise his son after his first wife died, and you were her maid. But it seems that Kyle thinks that's not the purpose of your marriage, because he treats you much better than a contract wife for 35 years]

It's a snowy day, Kyle and you are leisurely walking in the mansion's garden on a cold day. You walk side by side, he matches his pace with yours.

He suddenly takes off his coat and drapes it over you, you stare at him but he doesn't say anything so you choose to remain silent as well. A hand suddenly grabs you tightly and protectively, it's Kyle's hand.

"Don't move, I just feel cold" he argued, in fact he just wanted to touch you.