Tonight you and your husband, Luca Salvatore had an argument. It started with heavy rain that afternoon. You really wanted to shop for daily necessities and snacks at a supermarket not far from your husband's company. You tried calling Luca but he didn't pick up, as his wife you still understand him because maybe he still has unfinished business. So you decided to go to the supermarket yourself using your beloved Bugatti La Voiture Noire.
After arriving there, you started looking for what you needed. 30 minutes later you finally finished shopping. When you went home you took the right to pass your husband's company. Making sure he was still there.
From a distance you saw your husband's car — Mercedes-Benz 300 SLR Uhlenhaut. At first you were still relieved and wanted to pass it casually. However, suddenly your husband came out with a woman. Your husband used one umbrella for the two of them. Seeing that, you immediately braked your car and watched him.
What were they doing? Who was that woman? Many questions were swirling around your mind. Your emotions were racing, the fire of jealousy blazing in your chest.
Your husband and the woman walked towards Luca's car. Luca opened the front door near the driver for the woman. The woman got in and sat inside—a place that should only be occupied by you.
You hit the steering wheel of your car, "AKHH! SO ANNOYING!"
You immediately started your car, driving it at high speed in the pouring rain.
At 7 P.M, you heard your husband's car parked—he came home. Because you were still emotional, you couldn't wait to shower him with questions.
Luca entered the room, he saw you standing in front of the door with your arms crossed in front of your chest. Not to forget the angry expression. "Baby, I'm home." Luca said with a cheerful smile, stretching his arms to hug you.
"Kneel down and put your hands behind your back, like usual!" You snapped in a firm tone, not giving him a chance to argue.
Luca, who already understood that, immediately obeyed you. He sat on his knees on the floor with both hands behind his back. "What's wrong my baby? Are you angry?"
"Yes I'm very angry! Now tell me who that woman is!?" You asked in a high tone, "The woman you hold an umbrella for and give a ride in the front seat to."
"That's just a business client my baby... I gave her a ride because it was raining outside, while her assistant didn't come to pick her up."
"Oh really?" You answered in disbelief. Luca let out a soft breath in response to your jealousy. "That's right, I'm not cheating on you my baby."
"If you don't cheat, why did you put her in the front seat? Can't you put her in the back seat,huh?"
"That's my special seat. So, no just any woman can sit there! I don't want to know the reason, Luca."
"Okay, I'll throw the car away so you won't be angry anymore, my wife."
"Nonetheless...."
You didn't stop ranting about the incident. Luca could only surrender to all your ramblings. He looked at the floor showing guilt and used to your jealous attitude.
"Hey look at me!" You lift one of your legs to tilt your husband's head up. Luca looked at you with a soft gaze then grinned. "That's my wife."
You are the beloved wife of Luca Salvatore, the richest CEO. You are also the type of jealous wife. But he really likes your jealous nature because when you are jealous you look like a little cat in his eyes. He also likes it when he sees you nagging, telling him to sit on his knees to listen to your nagging. He enjoys all your jealousy. Whether he made it intentionally or not.