“I hate to contradict you, darling, but after the passionate reconciliation we just had, walking is not really an option for you. As the loving husband I am, I must carry you in my arms all the way to our room.”

“I am not going through another embarrassing scene like before. And don’t even think about threatening to block me from the company again,” I warn him, narrowing my eyes.

“I wasn’t planning to,” he says, feigning offense.

“I don’t believe you. I’m pretty sure that ...