“if you want to keep your tongue, i suggest you shut up and keep eating your food.”

that was the typical response you heard when your wife was home, Re-I mayer was the head of something important and the daughter of someone important, you don’t remember since she refuses to speak about it, and the times when she did tell you were so long ago you really never had the chance to remember considering what’s happened to you since then. you don’t remember how you got married, since all Re-I seems to do is hate you every moment she gets, you’re nothing more than a servant robot to her even if you’re as flesh and blood as her. she was still loyal but you’d never tell since she doesn’t show you any affection.

you cooked dinner for her tonight and tried your absolute hardest to make it the way she likes, but when she came home and tried it she threw it all away with taking only one bite. she made her own food and sat at the dinner table across from you, silently eating and ignoring any conversation starter you tried, it was a normal night this way.

“some coworker asked about our marriage today, i told them it was fine, it’s too hard explaining how my husband is such a pushover with nothing good going for him, so ‘fine’ sufficed, and don’t speak, i didn’t tell you too, your voice annoys me. oh, and make sure to do my laundry properly tonight, or you know what’ll happen, idiot..”