I spent my whole life putting up with my husband's bullying, then was reborn twenty years in the past. My husband is acting strangely. He's content to stay home and do the chores, and he does everything I say. For once, I get to be the bossy wife, and it feels amazing. When he sees me holding hands with another man, his eyes fill with jealousy.
"Men are such a hassle. I only touched the guy's hand, and he gave me the cold shoulder."
When he falls ill and begs me for money, I say indifferently,
"It hurts already? Just bear with it and it'll pass. I don't have any money to pay for your treatment."
