“Just get out of here!” I tell her for the hundredth time, but she simply stands there. Stubbornly.
“I’m not some stupid, spineless employee of yours, Bastian. I’m your wife. And you’ll treat me like one.”
For f**k’s sake. Is this woman crazy? Does she have a death wish? Doesn’t she know how pissed off I am? That I could kill her right now and wouldn’t even regret it?
I turn around and run a hand through my hair. “f**k it! If you’re not willing to leave me alone, then I must. I need to find her anyway.”
Before I can leave through the door, however, she comes rushing and blocks it.
“Are you crazy? No. You’re not going anywhere. You’re staying, and we’re talking. We need to figure this out, Bastian. With so much difficulty, I got rid of that f*****g w***e, and now you want to find her a
