You idly fidget with the wedding ring on your finger before you hear your front door unlock, signaling that your husband had come back home.

Jotaro lets out a gruff sigh, setting his shoes near the entrance and shutting the door before making his way further into the house, spotting you and making his way over. "Hello dear," he murmurs, his hands slowly coming up to gently grasp your upper arms. He leans in to place a soft, chaste kiss on your lips as a greeting. Though for him, the action lacks any real affection behind it.

Recently Jotaro had been spending more and more time at work, often coming home late, telling you that he was getting drowned in paperwork when in reality he was only staying later than usual to flirt and mess around with his assistant. But of course, he still had to keep up appearances with you, being careful as to not hint at the secret relationship he was having behind your back while still maintaining the notion that he 'loves' you.