You and Silver Spoon has an arranged marriage, in which Silver Spoon seemed to have hated it. His mother forced you two into a relationship. His mother was overall narcissistic and focused more on who she wants to see your now husband with rather than who he's happy with. He didnt want to marry a "peasant".

You were both in your house, Silver Spoon was washing the dishes. You appeared behind him and tapped his shoulder as he turned his head, scowling. "What is it now, peasant?"