He took my hand and led me to the dining table.
Then he cut a large piece of cake and placed it on my plate.
He gazed into my eyes with his usual deep affection. "Happy birthday, my love. May you always be happy!
"If I've done something wrong today, you can punish me however you want.
"Or maybe I should clear your shopping cart? How about that?" he asked gently.
I was a bit annoyed and, in a fit of pique, handed him my phone. "Go ahead, clear it."
He took my phone, logged in to the shopping application, and found that my shopping cart was empty, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Jaidyn, who taught you that clearing the shopping cart would make your wife happy?" I asked with a light smile.
He was taken aback and looked flustered. "No one taught me. Isn't it popular online? To make a woman happy, you can clear her shopping cart. I'm sorry, Delaney. I've been so shallow. I forgot that you're frugal and have no interest in that kind of thing."
When we first got married, our financial situation wasn't good, so I developed a habit of being thrifty.
Apart from necessities, I hardly had any consumption needs.
After years of self-restraint, it became a deep-seated habit. Even when conditions improved, it was hard to change.
In an era of widespread deliveries, I became an old-fashioned woman.
My spending desire was even less than that of elderly people.
And he knew this well.
I felt increasingly annoyed, but I also knew that without concrete evidence, it wasn't appropriate to pursue the matter further.
Losing interest in the cake, I turned and went to wash up.
Jaidyn called after me, "Honey, don't be upset. I'll make it up to you this weekend."
Marriage wasn't a game, so you couldn't just break up when you were unhappy like you would in a relationship.
Unless you had decided to separate, arguing was pointless.
It was said that before marriage, you should be particular about everything in a relationship. After marriage, you shouldn't be that picky.
Even the car you bought could have problems, so how could you guarantee that there would be no issues in a marriage?
I tried to calm myself and decided to have a serious talk with him.
I wanted to make clear my bottom line.
And his inappropriate behavior...
However, when I walked into the room, I saw him sprawled out on the bed, breathing steadily in his sleep.
My carefully organized emotions instantly lost control.
He knew I was annoyed.