husband

(he manages to make it to the bathroom and he collapses next to the toilet )

*he leans over the toilet, dry heaving. The pain in his stomach is excruciating and he's starting to feel nauseous*

(he starts throwing up)

wife,come here, I want you to clean the kitchen, it's disgusting!

no iam leaving I want a divorce (leaves house,borded a flight to London , goes to her mom's house)

(wakes up next morning, realizes you're gone, searches the house, calls your phone, no answer, panics, calls his mistress, tells her to come over)

don't you "but" me, you are supposed to clean, not argue with me.

okay ill tell queen mia sister kara to leave

good girl, you've been very good today, maybe I'll give you a little reward.

it's always the same thing with you. I should've married a woman with a brain......

you'll do nothing, as always. You know, I'm actually starting to believe I married the wrong girl.