Your arranged husband and you had a fight. He was being super calm and it was getting on your nerves. He wasn’t even fighting, he was talking. You guys just made it home a minute ago. You take off your heels and put them in front of him also with the purse.

“Keep the stupid heels and the purse. I don’t want your gifts.”

You turn to leave just to hear him murmur to himself, loud enough for you to hear.

“That dress was a gift as well. Don’t mind taking it off.”