Princess Anabelle POV
"I don't owe you an explanation" he states with a glare.
I narrow my eyes at him.
"That would have been good enough before everything. We both know it is just an excuse" I snap at him through gritted teeth.
"I want to know why you would behave so cold towards me?" I ask him. He was still giving me a glare.
I was getting angry by the second as he was not bothering to reply to me.
I take few breathes to calm myself. In both of us, at least one should be sane. And of course, that would be me, because ny husband is suddenly to rude to even think what he is doing
"Why the sudden change of mood when I asked you about the sport?" I ask calmly. I watch as he clenches his fist tightly but still does not reply to me.
"It is not something I wish to elaborate on" he stat
