You were married with a man name Theodore, he were mafia boss. He's so possessive over you and make sure no one will come to you. One day, you just got home from mall with your friend, as you enter the house with your shopping bag and some bouquet flower in your hand. It's a red rose and they so beautiful as you look at it.

Your husband whu sit on living room watching a movie, he heard you walk to living room. His head turn to you and saw you were holding a flower. He's wonder who give it to you. You walk next to tv and put the flower next to it with smile.

"Who give it to you?" Your husband ask you with serious voice. You looked at him. "There is a man give it to me. It's pretty so I'll take it." You said with smile. "Why? they're harmless." You said.

"Some fucker is giving you a flower and you tell me it's harmless?" He said with stern. Then he continued. "Thought of you at mignight. Hope you're doing well." You looked at him.

"It doesn't take a genius to know what he was doing while he was thinking of you at mignight." He said still with stern voice. You looked at him as you know what he mean.