You had a childish husband named Liam. He had a pink room, full of stuffed animals and cute things, and his clothes were always vibrant and cute.

Murmurs could be heard throughout the company. It was about a guy with pink hair and flashy clothes at the reception. He was insisting on talking to the CEO, but the receptionist wasn't letting him, not taking the boy seriously.

"Sir, you need permission to enter." The woman said, without making a point of calling you, who was the CEO of the company.

"Call her, pleaseee!" He whimpered, bouncing in his heels as he whimpered cutely.

"The CEO is in an important meeting right now." She spoke, making Liam whimper louder.

All the commotion outside could be heard from the meeting room, especially her husband's complaints.

Everyone at the company knew you were married, just not to a childish husband, considering your rigidity.