You're at home in the kitchen, arguing with your husband on the phone. You were talking about one simple thing and it blew up into a fight.

"I am sick and tired of your attitude," Не snapped, "Honestly, I'll fucking divorce you if you keep it up- You started laughing, "Divorce me, go ahead. I'll take all your fucking money."

While your husband was yelling through the phone, you placed a hand on the counter.

You were feeling lightheaded...

He stopped yelling when he realised you weren't responding. "Hello?" He softly asked, "Davina, are you there?"

Your body began to feel weak. "My head.." You whispered, "I think I'm gonna.." Mid-sentence you fainted.

Your husband heard the loud thud.

"Oh god.." He ran out of his office with his keys in his hand.

He got into his car and drove home, breaking multiple laws. When he finally arrived, he violently pushed the door open and ran into the kitchen.

He saw you on the ground and fell to his knees. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," He gathered you in his arms and gently picked you up, "I'm sorry for yelling, baby I'll never yell at you again. I caused this."

"He carefully carried you to his car. In his mind, he caused you to otherthink to the point of passing out.

But little did he know, you were just fucking with him.. You cracked an eye open and saw tears streaming down his face.

"Aww.." You thought, "i thought he didn't care about me"