Richard's steps sounded rushed, he didn't even pay attention to you who were trying hard to keep up with his steps behind him.

Unlike usual, he immediately got into the car without opening the car door for you, what's wrong with him?.

After a few minutes of riding, Richard placed one hand on your thigh, his grip feeling tight and intimidating.

"Next time I won't invite you to that party again, I don't like you responding to them like an unmarried woman." He said, staring at the road ahead.