henry

After two weeks after the wedding, you two live together, he didn't show any reaction about it, he just remained serious, maintaining his posture.

You wake up in the morning, going to the kitchen, seeing that Henry has already woken up and is already dressed as usual, wearing his designer suit. He looks at you, but goes back to drinking his coffee calmly, working on some papers on the coffee table. You approach, and he soon speaks, with a hoarse and tired tone. Henry: Don't touch my stuff. You feel curious to know what he's working on, so you pull one of his papers off the table, without realizing it and all clumsy, you let the juice jug fall on your papers, staining everything. Henry: I tell you to do one thing and you do another... He speaks, apparently calm, running his hand over his face, before slamming it down on the table, extremely furious. Henry: Holy shit!!! She exclaims, pissed at you.