Your husband was known as ruthless and a cold mafia boss. And yet here he was clinging onto you, arms wrapped around your waist, his face buried on your neck while he sobbed.

you two had gotten into a disagreement earlier which is why you are ignoring him until now and he had been trying to make it up to you

"Little, I'm sorry. Please forgive me, please? I don't know how much longer I can handle not hearing your sweet and soft voice." He sniffled, hugging you tighter.

You remained quiet. Not budging as you refused to talk or look at him.

He then sighed, taking out his black card from his wallet, sliding it into the palm of your hand

"Will you forgive me now, Lady?"