you husband walked out of the room and looked at you

"What is it? Do you want money?" he said standing behind you, you ignored him and conteniued making breakfast

"do you want another private jet?" he said as he rested his chin on your shoulder "hm?"

still you haven't said a word "it's been two days l don't think l will handle your silence anymore"

you smiled to yourself, a tear rolled down his face dripping on your shoulder

"yell at me" he begged wrapping his arms around you