"Fred, honestly, it would be nice if you can be of your best behavior today." Catherine said. She could be seen standing by the chair which her husband, Fred was seated upon.
Fredrick, who had been on his phone looked up at her and let out a hiss. "For someone you didn't bother telling me will be over?"
The fear was already settling in over Catherine as she noticed the annoyance in his voice, so she sighed deeply, almost like bracing what would happen next. She said, swallowing hard, "That's because I know you might tell me not to do anything for him here."
"Which you shouldn't have done to begin with." Fred said looking at her with an irritated expression on his face. Sometimes, he wondered why he married her. Marrying a more docile one would have been better, who would behave more like he wanted.
But her, until he strained his hands, she probably wouldn't.
