She knew that even if she and her gang worked for three years straight, they wouldn't have made 1.3 million dollars. And yet here was her imbecile hubby, casually splurging that amount on a dress.

"Are you afraid?" Ethan asked, sensing her unease.

"No, but... it's way too expensive," Mara replied, her voice trembling at the mention of such a staggering amount of money.

"I am Ethan. You are my wife. Nothing is too much for you, okay? And besides, I've ordered some clothes that will be brought home tomorrow. So don't worry," he reassured her, gently touching her cheek.

Mara leaves over and whispered, "Is all these expensive dresses...