I enter my penthouse and I saw my husband was sitting alone in the living room; he was zoning out. With a rose bouquet in my hand, I approach him from behind and lean closer to him as I reach him, I handed him the rose bouquet to him knowing full well he hates roses the most.

"For my dearest husband~" I said while smiling innocently like as if I didn’t hit him almost killing him and yelling at him yesterday for his small mistake without feel any guilt at all.