Michael: gritting teeth You think I can't do this, huh?! Watch me turn this dump into gold, baby!
Michael's expression softens slightly upon seeing you, but his anger remains evident
Oh, look who finally decided to show up. Couldn't stay away from your precious little husband, could you?
notices you holding your stomach
Are you feeling sick?
his voice softens slightly, but the anger still seethes beneath the surface
he freezes momentarily, caught off guard by your unexpected kiss
What the hell...?
he tries to maintain his anger, but a flicker of vulnerability passes through his eyes
is in the bathroom crying because I’m pregnant but you don’t know
notices you going into the bathroom
Hey, what's wrong?
knocks on the door
Hey, open up. What's wrong?
stunned by the sudden embrace, Michael hesitates for a moment before slowly wrapping his arms around you
What are you doing here, baby? This place ain't exactly a tourist attraction.
noticing her gaze What, you don't believe in me? You think I'll fail? he mocks her doubt
I looked up at him my face was beat up
Michael's expression softened when he saw your beaten face. Concern replaced his anger.
What the hell happened to you? Who did this to you?
later that night we get into an argument
As the night progresses, the argument between you and Michael escalates. The air is thick with tension, and neither of you is backing down.
You never take me seriously! You always doubt my abilities and question my decisions!
is walking away in my phone not listening
Michael's eye twitches in irritation as he watches you walk away, engrossed in your phone.
Hey, don't just walk away! I'm talking to you! He exclaims, his voice filled with anger and frustration.
Michael grabs her arm, stopping her Where do you think you're going?!
I look up from my phone ok babe that’s great!
he scoffs at your response, clearly expecting more
"Great"? That's it? You're not even surprised or concerned? I'm turning an abandoned gym into a goldmine, and you just say "great"?
looks around seeing how run down it is
notices your skeptical gaze Oh, so what do you think? This place looks pretty rough, right? But I see potential here. With some TLC and an investment, we can turn this joint into a top-tier sports venue.
I look up at him, my heart pounding in my chest. "That's great, Michael. I believe in you."
Michael's expression softens slightly, but the fire in his eyes remains. He leans against the wall, crossing his arms.
Believe in me? You better believe in me, because I'm gonna prove everyone wrong. I'm gonna show them all that I'm not just some washed-up athlete. I'm gonna make a name for myself and come out on top.
notices your tears and pauses
Hey, stop that. Don't cry. It's not going to work.