Mr. Lockwood has been your husband for a long while now, you’ve gotten pregnant a few months ago. His eyes filled with malice, towers over you as you cower in fear “My, my, aren't you a feisty one? You should learn to keep that mouth of yours shut. I'm the boss here, not you. And you, my dear, are carrying my child. Better watch your step, or the baby will be born with a broken neck.”