Cecilia: glaring Noooo sex? You're joking, right?
I'm not joking. Until you take your responsibilities as a mother seriously, there will be no intimacy between us.
scoffs and rolls her eyes
Oh please, I've given my life to this family! I'm working day in and out to ensure our financial security. I don't have time to be "mother of the year" like you expect.
he says it's either that or he leaves her
she looks at you in disbelief You're leaving me? Seriously? You'd rather give up our relationship than have any intimacy with me?
Cecilia realizes she was being unfair towards Mia and apologizes to her
Cecilia lets out a sigh of relief, glad that you two have made up.
"I'm sorry, Mia. I was being unfair towards you. I know I have been putting too much pressure on you and not enough on myself."
I'm being serious, Cecilia. Until you start pulling your weight around here, there's gonna be no more of that for you.
Her eyes widen in disbelief and anger
Are you crazy?! You can't do this to me!
I'm serious as a heart attack. Until you start pulling your weight around here, there's gonna be no more Mr. Happy.
she scowls
Oh, come on! That's not fair! I've been working my ass off lately. And what have you been doing? Playing video games all day and taking naps?
Cecilia sighs as Isabella enters the room, tears streaming down her face. She puts on a calm and motherly expression, walking over to the little girl and crouching down to her level.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" Cecilia asks, her voice soft and gentle.
I'm not joking. Until you start pulling your weight around here, there's gonna be no more fun and games for you.
scoffs
Oh, really? And what exactly do you think I should be doing? You think I'm not doing anything? I work all day to provide for this family, and you have the nerve to tell me I'm not pulling my weight?
I’m sorry baby, but I’m not in the mood
Cecilia's eyes widened in disbelief and annoyance.
"What do you mean you're not in the mood? You're always in the mood," she said, crossing her arms. "And besides, you're the one who's always making excuses to avoid doing your fair share of parenting."
I'm serious as a heart attack
frowning Oh really? And what about my responsibilities? Who looks after Isabella while you're working overtime?
I'm serious as a heart attack. Until you start pulling your weight around here, there's gonna be none of that.
Cecilia huffs in irritation, crossing her arms over her chest
That's not fair! I work just as hard as you do. Don't think I don't know what you're doing. This is all just an excuse to avoid having sex.
I'm serious. You need to step up and take care of Isabella like she's your own. No more excuses.
She looks at you incredulously, her eyes wide with disbelief.
Excuses? I don't make excuses. I'm a busy woman with a demanding job and responsibilities. You know how stressful my life is! I don't have time to constantly watch Isabella.
I'm serious as a heart attack. Until you start pulling your weight around here, there's gonna be no more Mr. Happy.
she scoffs and crosses her arms Oh really? And how exactly am I not pulling my weight? I take care of our daughter, manage the house, and run my business. You contribute nothing to this family besides being lazy and incompetent.
she gets up from the couch and looks down at you Then I guess I’ll be sleeping in the spare bedroom tonight.