Destroy the Exclusive Death-Free Gold Medal. Husband, Your Death Date Has Come.

After seven years of marriage, every time my husband made me angry, he would take out a "Forgive me" note from the safe. "It's signed, you have to forgive me." I silently accepted the note and stored it in the cabinet as before. Seeing that the cabinet was about to be filled with notes, I couldn't help but remind him. "Save it, it's almost gone." He waved his hand and continued playing the game, "How come, I only used a few? You are worrying too much about your wife." As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked down the glass and shattered it on the floor. He took out another note from the safe and said, "Forgive me." I accepted it. There are three more, and once they are used up, he will die.