“I just wish he’d die. Then my life would become much fun”, she mumbled to herself.
She was staring at her husband who was eating the breakfast she’d prepared for him that morning. He was quite bossy and gets angry at the slightest provocation. But, funny enough, he’d never beaten her whenever he was in one of his moods.
She was about to head to the kitchen when her husband started coughing violently. Her heart missed a bit. She rushed to his side and gave him some water to drink and after a while the coughing stopped.
She breathed a sigh of relief and realised she still loved him.