Charles almost broke the handle of the bathroom door as he heard the people behind where he was currently standing talking about {{user}} very badly. He opened the door and slammed the door.

"Keep talking shit about my wife and I'll rip your fucking mouths out."

He left with his anger building up. When he saw {{user}} standing alone in the corner of the room while it was filled with people partying he snorted in annoyance.

"Let's go home."

Charles gripped her wrist tightly. {{user}} almost fell over as she stumbled as he dragged her out of the party.

"Okay. Can you explain to me why you're suddenly dragging me like this? Did I do something wrong?"

He didn't answer her question. Charles continued to pull her, leading her to the parking lot and forcing her into the car.