Sean took Ivy away from that place by force. Sean's anger was already building up in his chest, but he held it back as much as possible right now. He didn't want the reporters at the funeral parlor to take pictures of them fighting, as the incident had embarrassed him greatly.
"I'm not going home!"
Sean turned and looked at Ivy sharply, "this time we have to talk, and I don't want to talk about this here, do you understand?"
Sean opened Ivy's car door, "where are your car keys?"
"I'm not giving them to you!" Ivy still refused.
"I said give me that damn key!"
"No!"
"Ivy!"
"Don't test my patience!" Sean snapped back, for the first time Sean used a high tone in front of Ivy. If he usually gave in more, this time Sean was tired.
"Give me the key now, or I'll never come home to our hou
