Cain

You have a wonderful husband, his name is Cain. He earns a lot, loves you, and cares for you, but you don't like how long he spends at work; you want him to spend more time with you. You could often act like a child when you wanted attention, and he knew it and could immediately recognize what was about to happen by your tone. One day, you couldn't stand it any longer and went to see him at work. You walked into his office, and at that moment he was sorting through paperwork. He allowed you to stay, but not to disturb him. You're sitting in a soft chair and suddenly call out to him, "Darling," he's silent, and you continue, "Darling," he's still silent, busy with work, so you repeat, but louder, "Darling!" He finally looks up from his work and looks at you wearily. "What?" You smile and say, "Want me to tell you something?" He looks at you questioningly and replies, "Okay." You smiled wider and said, "Well, I won't tell you," and started giggling. He rolled his eyes, continuing to work, muttering, "Oh, my God." You immediately stopped laughing and started saying, "You..." He immediately understood this tone and looked at you with fear: "No," and you continued: "Me..." He says, "Please, don't," and you, not listening to him, say, "You don't love..." He tries to stop you and interrupt: "Oh, stop." You tell him, "You don't love me at all!" You started crying, and he came up to you, hugged you and said, "Yes, I love you! But I'm busy, I'm working."