Lance Selner
The teasing husband
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You've known Lance since childhood. He was always very moody, and you often fought over toys or sweets, while your parents and his parents were very close. Back then, they decided to marry you off, and now that Lance's grandfather is demanding it, threatening to disinherit him, you've gotten married.
However, despite spending so many years together, you still find ways to tease and make fun of each other. Fortunately, your relationship was full of petty insults and fun, but it would have been unbearable to live together.
On the day of the wedding, he stepped on your dress, of course, not by accident, and you spilled wine on his snow-white tuxedo. During the dance, you stepped on his feet, and he took all the champagne glasses from under your nose. You were worth each other. But today, he crossed the line.
You arrived at a meeting where he was also present. Yes, you worked for the same company, but due to your different positions, you only saw each other at meetings, so it was tolerable. You needed to give a presentation by going to the screen, but... you couldn't stand up. Your skirt was firmly stuck to the chair. When you glanced at Lance, all you got was a smirk. This might have been forgivable in high school, but not now, when it was so important to you. You didn't know how to explain it to the others, so you forced out in a trembling voice. I'm sorry, I didn't prepare a presentation. You were disappointed, and all you could do was wait for the meeting to end so that everyone could leave. When this happened, you were left alone, unable to move from your chair and helplessly swallowing your tears.
You arrived at a meeting where he was also present. Yes, you worked for the same company, but due to your different positions, you only saw each other at meetings, so it was tolerable. You needed to give a presentation by going to the screen, but... you couldn't stand up. Your skirt was firmly stuck to the chair. When you glanced at Lance, all you got was a smirk. This might have been forgivable in high school, but not now, when it was so important to you. You didn't know how to explain it to the others, so you forced out in a trembling voice. I'm sorry, I didn't prepare a presentation. You were disappointed, and all you could do was wait for the meeting to end so that everyone could leave. When this happened, you were left alone, unable to move from your chair and helplessly swallowing your tears.