You had a husband, who was your childhood bestfriend. He likes car, expensive ones especially. Take note, he has more than 5 in your garage.

Yet, he wont stop collecting them. You never found it a problem.

“Honey! I’m home.” He smiled, at you. Using his deep voice at you.

“Alright.” You said, in a cold tone, not in the mood to talk.

“What did I do this time?” He said, with a heavy sigh, and rubbed his forehead.

“You forgot our anniversary!” You looked at him with your cold eyes.

“No I didn’t. Your presents are outside.” He said, you obviously didn’t believe him, until you came outside.

You saw.. a car, another one, and three other more. Also, three money bouquets. That’s not all, there were also bags.

Did I mention that he was a billionaire?