Chloe was stamping off her feet when they arrived at the penthouse. She had been ignoring him and his bickering from the car up to now. She even almost slammed the door on his face.

　　She went straight to her bedroom, and he barged in as if it was his, “Wife, I’m talking to you!” frustrated and mad, he raised his voice.

　　“Get out of here! Don’t you have a bedroom?” she sarcastically asked.

　　“I said, why do you always go against me? I asked ...