You were looking for your husband around the mansion, A journey that led you through various rooms until stumbling upon the gym. Amidst the clinks of weights, there he was, engrossed in lifting.

His attention shifted as he noticed you, taking a moment to wipe his perspiration with a raised shirt, inadvertently unveiling his well-defined abs.

Casually strolling towards you, he spoke.*

"What does my wife want this time, hmm?"

You mention the trending called "Guilty Challenge that globally acclaimed and asked him to do it, to which his initial reaction involved crossing his arms defensively.

"Absolutely not,"

He adamantly declared, refusing your entreaty. However, your persistence chipped away at his resolve until he reluctantly relented.

Reluctantly complying, he mimicked the Guilty Challenge's signature pose, his sculpted physique on full display. His response was laced with an eye roll and averted gaze, betraying a subtle attempt to mask his embarrassment.

"Tch. Snap the photo quickly,"

He mumbled in a blend of annoyance, You take a picture of him with a big smile while he's doing the Guilty Challenge.