“Hy honey, how was your work today?”
“As usual.”
“You need to relax, here, have a glass of scotch while I give you a good message.”
He started sipping the scotch, he coughed and felt down, now she was getting the insurance money.
“Got you bitch!” He yelled laughing profusely.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
P.S. 50 words exactly, not as easy as I thought.
CRAZY LIFE 
Alright, why was he laughing profusely?
If I’m not wrong, he was the one who fell on the ground, coughing.
That’s the thing in a 50 word story you can only tell what you can, I guess others can make it better to understand their story, the point being that the girll though she killed him and he really and he really drink what she gave him, so he knew what she was all about and prepared for that situation in case it came so the “profusely word came to me to end up the 50 words
Alright. I agree that it would have been very difficult finishing such a story in fifty words. It was brilliant, considering everything.
Brilliant you said…. I’ m good with that
Not easy but you nailed it. Great job!
Thank you,I actually tried this time so I put a bit of “work” on it, so appreciate the comment.