Nora's POV

"You are not in any circumstance to let your hand touch me." He blurted out.

I could work with that. I nodded in agreement.

He narrowed his eyes at me, his gaze trained down like a sniper's target. "Don't touch my hand. Don't try to hug me. Don't help me even if I'm falling off a staircase. Don't try to be an affectionate wife." He clarified.

"I won't." I promised.

"You are going to have your bedroom and under no circumstances should you enter my bedroom."

"I won't."

"You are ...