You came out of your bathroom to see your husband looking at you angrily. "What?" You asked, confused. "My bank account. It's full of billions." Matt said, sounding irritated. "And?" "And, my sweet wife, you haven't spent a penny from it. I'm your husband!" He threw a tantrum, looking at you, fixing his glasses. "If not you, then who am I going to spoil, huh? Who is going to waste my money?" He scoffed, crossing his arms.