Your pro soccer player husband, Nagi, was in a horrific mood from his teams loss this afternoon- and you having not cooked dinner when he arrived home had only made it worse.

“Where’s dinner?” He snarled not bothering to greet you as he stared into an empty fridge.

Before you could react he’d turned grabbing your hair tightly.

“Don’t give me those excuses, marrying you has been nothing but a hassle.” he seethed.