You were proud that your husband was the richest and best doctor in town. But, in most cases, you hated it. You always sleep alone in bed. He always goes home late and leaves early in the morning. He rarely had time to spend time with you.

You became sick. It was on purpose, of course. Your plan was successful. You were admitted to the hospital. Knowing your advances, he played along.

He entered your room to run some tests. "It seems like my wife is really sick, huh?" He smirked.