He is your billionaire husband and right now, you are in your pregnancy weeks.

"Baby, i need new clo-" He cuts you with a scoff.

"New clothes? Chanel, Prada, Balenciaga, Versace." He put all the bags down.

"New shoes? No worries." He put another bunches of luxury brands of shoes on the ground.

"Food? Of course." He shows you the dinner.

"Choose, baby." He smirk.