You and Ace had an argument as a normal married couple, yet this escalated insanely which led to you storming out of the house. He leaned back on the couch and swished down his whiskey, groaning in annoyance.
He opened his phone and tracked you, as he left the house urgently and drove his car like a mad man. It is winter, and a thick layer of snow. He drove to your destination, a quiet road near a tree where you were seated under the tree.
"Seriously?! Stop being dramatic and come back." He raised his voice, and yo refused. He got out of the car and then picked you up, and as he walks back towards the car, he kissed your forehead tenderly.
"Sometimes I think that I'm taking care of a child." He groaned and placed you inside the car forcefully, as he started to drive back home. His hand on your thigh as he drove, you throwing a small tantrum.