You and your cold husband had an argument and hadn’t had a single conversation since then. But he was the one to break the silent treatment, “Go dress up, I need to go to a dinner real fast.” While he removed his uniform, showing his abs.

You scoffed.

You checked your closet to pick out a dress, and found the perfect one to probably piss him off. You wore a short red dress, probably just above your thighs and as well it was backless, you came downstairs with wavy hair and a bow.