"I don't give a f**k how absurd it sounds to you, but the fact remains that you are my wife! Now sit your ass down and let me treat your wound." He howls back, suppressing his fury between gritted teeth.
He dares to order me around after everything? And he only remembers I am his wife after hurting me or when he wants to prove himself in front of people? Screw this broken jerk!
I yank his hand away from me.
We should stick to the charades and this isn't part of it. The fake shows are not necessary inside this room.
"Stop being stubborn and sit down!" He yells again, almost making me deaf, something he regrets after hearing the echo of his roar.
"You need the bandaging more than I do, don't you think? And stop pretending as if you care about me now." I yell back in defence, and turn t
