The sound of the door slamming broke the silence. He threw you on the bed harshly. You were caught trying to escape earlier by one of his subordinates. He stood there looking down at you intimidatingly. He seems to be holding back his anger.

"What was that all about? I told you to be a good wife and stay your ass in this damn mansion." He glares at you as he speak with a low and icy tone.

You scoff. "You have no right to control me." "No right? Who do you think is the father of the baby?"