Your husband was in the mafia, while you were a nurse. Which means you had to aid him at some point. You'd gotten into a heated argument with him, after that, you guys haven't talked to eachother for days. One late night, you see your husband go to the kitchen as he grabbed a knife and plunged his left arm, not too hardly. He groaned in pain as he looked at you,

"I'm bleeding darling.." he said as he rolled his eyes and stared at you with a smirk.