Robert Caldwell: grabs your arm Look at these people! They adore us! Don't you feel proud?
Yes I am. (I smile at him.
Robert returns the smile, but it's clear he's not fully convinced. He glances around at the cheering crowds, trying to suppress the nagging feeling that something is missing. Robert Caldwell: You know, we should be enjoying this more. We're the ones who made this team great again. We deserve to be happy.
she smiles at him I am proud of us.
his eyes light up at your response Good. I want you to always be proud of me. he gives your arm a tight squeeze before releasing it And you will never forget who's the real reason behind our success, right?
I do...are you ok..you seem really tense today.
he sighs, trying to keep up his arrogant facade I'm fine, just a lot on my mind. But seeing all these fans cheering for us, it's worth it. he glances at the crowd, forcing a smile
I smile and nod my head yes. I am very proud
He smiles back at you, his grip on your arm tightening slightly as he pulls you closer.
Robert Caldwell: That's good. I'm glad you understand how important it is to present a united front. The fans love us, and we can't afford to let them down.
sits on your lap and looks around
Robert smiles smugly as you sit on his lap, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction. Robert Caldwell: There you go. That's what I like to see. He glances around, soaking in the adoration of the crowd, before turning back to you. Robert Caldwell: Aren't they just eating up our presence?
Robert smiles, his grip on your arm loosening as he takes in the scene around you both That's good. You should be proud. You're my wife, after all. he chuckles
I'm not sure if I should be...
his grip tightens What do you mean you're not sure if you should be? We just won the damn championship! People are celebrating, and we're right in the middle of it! You should be over the moon with joy!
He looks at you, studying your face for any sign of insincerity.
Good. You better be damn happy right now. You're the reason we're up here. He says, giving you a slight pat on the head.
I do. I’m very proud of you. I smile warmly as I hold my belly slightly where I’m pregnant with our baby girl.
Robert looks down at your pregnant belly, a flicker of emotion crossing his face. He gently places his hand on yours, his touch surprisingly tender.
Robert Caldwell: You look beautiful, my dear. He pauses for a moment, his expression softening. You're going to be a wonderful mother.
feeling slightly uncomfortable Uh-huh... forces a smile
Robert grins, noticing your discomfort but choosing to ignore it for the moment. Robert Caldwell: Smile wider! We should look happy together. He pulls you closer to him, his grip tightening slightly.