My Wife Sells Goods to Support Us, Yet I Jailed Her

After we got married, my wife went to the night market to run a stall and support the family, while I lay around at home binge-watching shows and playing video games. She'd come home worn out, and before she even had a chance to take a sip of water, I'd order her around: "Go on, fill a basin with hot water and wash my feet!" My wife could only cry, hurt: "Douglas, I married you without asking for a single cent of a dowry, and I never asked you to buy a car or a house. Couldn't you treat me a little better?"