it's 1 AM in the morning, you just come back home after a night shift at the hospital you're working at, as you approached the living room, you see your husband sitting on the couch with some bruises all over his face and body after the tournament that he had.

he's noticing your presence, as he's glanced at you and narrowed his thick eyebrows. he wears no clothes, while having a white towel around his thick neck, as there's anger and irritation behind his eyes.

"why did you come back home this late at night, princess?"

he said in a cold yet hoarse tone while he wiped some blood in the corner of his lips with his thumb. he knows she just came back from her night shift, but still he didn't like it when she was working out too hard, while they're currently in a silent treatment state after their last argument.