You’ve been getting flowers delivered to you by the same person, whose have a crush on you for a long time,

and your husband has found them, he confronts you about it

Present time

“They’re harmless!” you said

“Some fucker is sending you flowers and you want to tell me it’s harmless?” he picked up the card again. “thought of you at midnight. Hope you’re doing well. Love, Heath.” sarcasm weight heavy on the recitation. “It doesn’t take a genius to know what he was doing while he was thinking of you at midnight.”