Patience came running out of the bedroom, clutching her phone tightly against her chest as if someone was trying to steal the most valuable thing she owned. Her face was filled with anger, and her expensive heels struck the marble floor as she hurried toward the sitting room."Patience, stop right there!" Kelvin shouted, following her out of the bedroom. "I am talking to you. Why are you running away from me?"Patience stopped near the large window overlooking the beautiful garden. She turned around slowly, looking at her husband with an expression that made Kelvin feel like a stranger in his own home."What do you want from me, Kelvin?" she demanded. "Can't you allow me to have some peace in this house?"Kelvin stared at her in disbelief."Peace? Is that what you call it when your husband asks you a simple question and you behave as if he is your enemy?""Which question have you not asked me already?" Patience replied, raising her voice. "You have been following me around the bedroom, asking about my phone, checking where I put it, and demanding to know who I am talking to. Are you my husband or a police officer?""I am your husband, Patience!" Kelvin answered. "And that is exactly why I want to understand what is happening to you."Patience rolled her eyes and turned away.Kelvin was a handsome young man from a wealthy family. He was the only son of Mr. Martin and Madam Esther, and he had grown up surrounded by comfort, expensive possessions, and people who were always ready to fulfil his needs. His father was a successful businessman who owned a large company, several properties, and a magnificent mansion where the family lived.Despite the wealth surrounding him, Kelvin had never believed that money alone could make a marriage successful. He wanted a woman who would love him sincerely, care about his wellbeing, and stand beside him when life became difficult.He had believed he found that woman in Patience.They had dated for some time before Kelvin decided to marry her. He had introduced her to his parents and his younger sister, Lavender, and eventually brought her into the family mansion as his wife.At first, everything had seemed perfect.Patience had been affectionate, attentive, and respectful. She would wake up early to check whether Kelvin had eaten breakfast before leaving for work. She would call him during the day to ask how he was doing, and she would welcome him home with a smile.She had also been careful about her appearance, but Kelvin had never complained about her love for beautiful clothes. He enjoyed seeing her happy and had always been willing to provide whatever he could afford.Unfortunately, something had changed.Over the past few months, Patience had become a different person.She spent long hours on her phone, smiling at messages she refused to share. Whenever Kelvin entered a room unexpectedly, she would lock the screen and place the phone inside her handbag. Sometimes she would carry it into the bathroom, even when she was only going to wash her hands.She had also developed a habit of dressing in increasingly revealing and expensive outfits, spending money on accessories and beauty products while showing little interest in the responsibilities that came with being a wife.Kelvin had tried to ignore the changes at first.He had told himself that perhaps she was going through a difficult period. Maybe she needed more attention. Perhaps the demands of marriage were making her uncomfortable.But the more he tried to understand her, the more she pushed him away.And now, even a simple question about her phone had turned into another bitter argument."Patience," Kelvin said, trying to control his temper, "look at me."She reluctantly turned."Why have you started hiding your phone from me? You never used to do this. Before we got married, you could sit beside me and use your phone without any problem. Sometimes you would even ask me to help you reply to messages. What has changed?""People change, Kelvin!" she snapped. "Marriage does not mean I have to surrender every part of my life to you.""I have never asked you to surrender your life. I am asking you to stop treating me like someone you need to hide things from.""Maybe you should stop being so suspicious, then!"Kelvin took a deep breath."Fine. Let me ask you something else. When was the last time you asked me how I was doing and actually listened to the answer?"Patience stared at him."What kind of question is that?""A simple one.""I don't have time for these childish discussions."Kelvin laughed bitterly."Childish? Patience, I come home after a long day at work, and you barely look at me. Sometimes I sit beside you for an hour, and you don't even notice that I am there. You spend more time on your phone than you spend talking to your husband.""Then find something to do with your time!" she replied. "You have friends, you have your company,