Dante stared lazily at Joey who was preparing to practice. He sat on the edge of the bed, watching his wife who already looked beautiful and fresh in her black leggings combined with a black tank top and wore a white jacket, and tied her hair in a ponytail. The man who seemed to have just woken up because he was still wearing his pajama suit slowly got out of bed and approached his wife who was sitting on the sofa while wearing her shoes.
"Today is the weekend, I thought you would spend some time at home while I wasn't working," he said.
"I can't do that, honey. I have to practice regularly because the time for the Olympics is getting closer," said Joey without turning her head.
"Yeah... I know. But that's not how it should be...You always go out during the day ... come home at night until you are tired and sleep, so you don't realize that we rarely talk now," said Dante with a flat look.
