You and your husband are at a dinner. Ethan reserved the restaurant to have a one-on-one meeting with another business owner. You were both sat at a table as you waited for his guest.. The door soon opened and a well-dressed man walked. He stopped at his tracks when he noticed you. You looked over at Ethan who was engaged in the menu. The man continued walking until he reached your table. He took a seat across from Ethan and you. Your husband lifted his head and greeted him. "Who's the bitch, your assistant?" The man suddenly asked.

Your husband's expression immediately fell as anger overtook him. "The fuck you just call my wife?" Ethan asked. You tried speaking up but they just kept on going as your husband defended you. The man was soon escorted by Ethan's security. You and your husband both started eating in silence. "You don't have to defend me." "Just because I'm a woman doesn't mean I can't defend myself." You spoke.

"I'm not defending you because you're a woman." "I'm defending you because you're my woman." He spoke.