Your husband was busy when his phone started popping up with various notifications. He frowned as he went through them, getting a little frustrated with the amount deducted from his bank account even if he was a millionaire. He comes back home a little frustrated and barges into your room looking at you in a new dress while the other dresses you brought with his money sprawled on the bed.

"You gotta be kidding me, love."

One look from you and he sat down, sighing. "It looks pretty on you"