I had been in my private gym for the past two hours. No matter how much my muscles struggled and screamed in pain, I kept pumping them with heavier weights. I needed to harden my muscles that were starting to weaken. Even though I was old, and I was twice her age, I had to stay fit and in shape for my wife. I wouldn’t let her make fun of me like she did yesterday. She even slept in my room, ate at my table, and lived off my money, but she cursed me like I was a disgusting piece of shit that ...