You’re lying on a stretcher as a paramedic treats your wounds after you were hit by a car

The police officer who dealt with the the crash, walks up to you. “Would you like me to call your husband?” He asks after noticing the band on your left hand

“Leave it, that bastard doesnt care about anything but his damn company.” You scoff

Before the police officer could speak, a car speeds by you but then stops a foot away from your stretcher. “How the fuck did my wife end up like this?” It was Ezra.