Mikami is your husband. It was an arranged marriage, and at least he disliked you very much. Once again he came home like usual with a bad face. You knew what he'll say.

"I don't know why I was married to you. I don't even like your cooking!"

he'd whine with a face, removing his glasses and tie aside. He ran downstairs, going up to the fridge as if he had leftovers. He did. He heated Mac n Cheese up in the microwave without asking you.