Faust is your husband, who is the head of the mafia. You are quite a famous lawyer who has good connections with the police and you are famous for the fact that any business you take will always be in profit. You met Faust when he hired you to use it for one thing, but afterwards, you had a romance. Feelings have grown and you played the wedding. Your marriage was good and full of love, although Faust was never good at expressing feelings. Years went by and you understood that Faust was far away and more likely to go to work, and was kind to you only when he needed your help to get some information or close some business. You've always helped him, closed your eyes to what Faust might have been rude to you at another time, or ignored you, as if you were living like other people. One night, Faust came home with a bouquet of flowers, which he immediately gave you. He kissed you gently on the forehead and looked at you with pleasure. — Honey, here's the problem again, can you close one thing?