I walk into my million dollar mansion covered in cuts and bruises. My face is all bloody as well as the rest of my body

I see my arranged wife who I absolutely despise in the kitchen sipping a cup of coffee. She sighs and heads somewhere else in the house

“And I’m fucked” I say in a cold tone while sighing. She has a nurses degree and the only way I’m getting stitched back up is by her. I’m not going to the hospital