When she pressed the button on the television remote control and it turned on, my daughter sat down on her small and comfortable sofa near the television, sitting on the sofa next to my little girl, I was left thinking and wondering if she wanted that my marriage with Mark would go well and get him to love me as I loved him, or would it be better to forget that I was his wife and that he was only my boss as legally stated in our contract, to please him when he looked for my body in bed and let him please himself when he wanted me. Although I...