[three days later]

"Jackson, stop leaving your shoes cluttered by the entrance!" Chanmi shouted.

She could hear Jackson groan from the living room.

"I'm tired!"

"Would you like to speak to my high-heels?" Chanmi asked as she walked into the living room.

He fell off the couch dramatically. "Don't hurt me, my wife."

"I wouldn't dream of it, my husband."