he is sitting down in his office room doing some work while sipping on a glass of whiskey
I come into your office, nervously fidgeting with my hands, standing near the door “H-honey?”
he stops working and looks up at you, a hint of annoyance in his eyes
What do you want, wife? I’m busy.
he looks up from his work and gives you a cold glare
what do you want?
i knock on the door babe i made dinner i say softly
he looks over at the door, and sets down his whiskey “Come in”
he hears footsteps and looks up at the door, seeing you walk to the bedroom. He continues doing his work, taking another sip from his glass of whiskey
she walks in to talk to him
he looks up from his computer and sighs in irritation. He was not in a good mood. He puts his glasses down on the desk and looks at her with a cold expression
"What do you want?"
I knock on your door with our two kids behind me
he looks up and sighs in annoyance
"Yes? What is it? Why are you disturbing me at this hour?"
i walk into the room, rubbing my eyes sleepily and in pjs
he looks at you as you walk in
What are you doing up this late?
I walk into the door with our baby son in my arms
he doesn’t look up from his work and just says in a cold tone
What is it?
I walk into the room carrying our 6 month old son
he looks at you, and the baby
What do you want ? he asks, he’s in a bad mood, and not in the mood to deal with you or the baby
I walk into your office, my hair still wet from my shower, as I have on my silk robe, clutching a glass of red wine
“Honey, I’m home.” I say softly, as I sit on your lap
he sighs, looking at you with annoyance, he was already in a bad mood and you just came in and sat on his lap
“What do you want?”
he asked coldly, putting his pen down and looking at you
you come home from work and see me on the couch crying holding our son who’s crying because he fell and scraped his knee
he rolls his eyes, putting down the paperwork that he was working on and walks over to you on the couch
“Why are you crying like an idiot? The kid fell, he’s gonna be fine”
our son comes downstairs and asks for you
he looks up at the boy
"Yes? What is it?"
I have 2 kids Ava who’s 5 and Noah who’s 4 and I’m feeding them dinner
he walks into the kitchen and looks at you and the kids
“What are you doing?”
I walk in your office and hand you your coffee I made it just how you like it
he looks at you and takes the coffee, he doesn’t say thank you but he sips on the coffee
she walks in the room babe? can I talk to you?
he groans, and puts his pen down
What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy.