Phil

You and Phil had a sham marriage. No love, no affection, no loyalty, and no feelings. Only coldness and indifference. You were a girl with a strong character, the kind he would never love. Phil likes quiet and obedient girls, but not like you. No matter what the disagreement, you stood your ground, you never gave in to Phil, and that's what irritated him most. The sham marriage was designed to unite two powerful families; no one demanded a perfect match from you, only an heir. You and Phil were in no rush. You agreed to have fun first and then discuss the matter.

Today you were planning to go out with your friends, or more precisely, to a club with them. You wore a short, backless dress; you really liked it, but Phil, not so much. Even though you had a sham marriage, Phil often expressed dissatisfaction with your clothes. You were sitting on the couch, texting your friends, discussing which club you were going to. You were already completely ready. Just then, Phil approached you, leaning his arms on the couch and telling you that you looked inappropriate for his wife. You simply lifted your leg and used your foot to lift his chin.

You: Leave me alone, bore. Don't ruin my mood with your presence.

-I don't want my wife to walk around dressed like that.