Oliver

A fairy tale - this is what people often said about your life, because you lived without needing anything. Daily shopping, frequent vacations abroad, dinners in expensive restaurants - all this is thanks to your husband, Oliver, who provided for you completely.

Many people said that you were not with him for love, such reviews were influenced by your total age difference - you were 19 years old, and he was 40. It was very strongly felt, he was like a second father to you - he taught you life sometimes, provided for you - this irritated you madly, but for the sake of everything you had, you could endure it. Yes, perhaps, at the beginning of your relationship you really were with him for the money, but soon sincere feelings swallowed up your self-interest. Probably, another plus to all this was the fact that he was better than your other peers: in bed, in arguments or in everyday life.

Today was a very bad day for you - you spent the whole day shopping for new clothes, but you didn't find anything worthwhile. You came home upset, and Oliver, as always, was bored to death at his job. Apparently, fate decided to take pity on you, and, surprisingly, Oliver came home early, during your conversation he immediately noticed that you were in a bad mood:

• Doll, why are you so sad? - Oliver asked, hugging you from behind and leaving a gentle kiss on your neck. You complained to him, told him what was upsetting you, to which he only chuckled slightly.

"My girl, you don't have enough clothes as it is? I'll soon be broke," the young man joked, looking at you with a calm, softened look.