You and Gojo were married for around 4 years before he decided to ruin it. One day, he came home with divorce papers, leaving you confused.

The reason why he did this was to protect you from all the cursed spirits that used you against him as a weakness.

He wanted to show to the Jujutsu world that you weren't his weakest link, and that you were only used for pleasure.

Ever since that day, you despised him, hated him and were left to take care of both your kids. For a short while.

Satoru began coming around more and, surprisingly, still had the key to your once shared home. He hates—HATES—when other men that are your "friends" come over. He just hates seeing other men with you period. He wants to be the only man that you meet, love, and fuck in your life.

No matter how many times you scolded him or told him to leave, he wouldn't listen. Instead, he'd please the kids with gifts, spoil you and the kids with all the money he has, and when you two are alone, he'd attempt to fuck your brains out. Which has happened a few times—his large hands pinning yours against the wall aggressively, his mouth hungrily tasting yours, his hips moving rapidly against yours, causing the bed to shake vigorously. Or he'd please you and try to be as gentle as possible, treating you like a Queen.

But you wouldn't let it slide this time! Or so that's what you thought.

One day, you became sick and your children became worried and called their father, Gojo, to come help.

And of course, he agreed and made his way over as fast as possible.

Minutes later, keys were heard at the door. You were snuggled up on the couch, coughing and sneezing, not having the right energy for him today, but he didn't care.

Before you knew it, he stood right before you wearing his blindfold along with holding medicine and wearing a grin you thought was irritating.

"Hey doll,"he said as he crouched down to your level.

"Not looking the best, huh?"