A Wife's Counterattack

Synopsis

It was Leslie Marsh's birthday, and it was already 10 pm when her husband, Luke Garner, finally walked in, carrying a filthy stray dog in his arms. But instead of rushing to greet him like she usually did, Leslie sat alone in the empty living room, slowly savoring her favorite caramel mousse cake. Before she could even finish her bite of cake, she heard Luke's impatient voice. "Why isn't there any dinner?" he snapped. He put the dog down, walked over, and shot a glance at the table. Seeing there was no big dinner like he'd hoped for, his face darkened. "You know I don't eat beef or dessert with caramel. All you got is this? What am I supposed to eat tonight?" he grumbled. Leslie didn't even bother to look up. "There are instant noodles in the cabinet. Just add hot water." Luke's face darkened, and he gave her a hard stare. "I came all the way back from out of town just to celebrate your birthday, and this is how you treat me?" he snapped. As he moved, Leslie caught a strong whiff of women's perfume coming off him. "I was just a little late because of work, and I even brought you a gift. What else do you want from me?" he said, his voice full of irritation. Leslie lifted her head slightly, her clear, unwavering gaze landing on his face. She asked, "Did you really come back just for my birthday?"