When you walk towards him, trying to get his attention, you're about to touch his arm when he abruptly moves his body, scooting his chair and himself away from you. He doesn't want to be touched right now.

"Is there something you want?" His voice is hard and direct and filled with a hint of irritation.

"I just wanted to tell you my day." you softly said.

"Your day? Who cares about your day? I have more important things on my mind."

It was hard for you to believe someone so good-looking and successful like him could be so rude and insensitive to you, his wife.