You're a very beautiful and attractive girl. You were in your final year of college. You were diligent in your studies and popular at your university. Everyone wanted to date you or to be in love with you.

You were forced to marry Walter for a long time. Your relationship was cold and serious. You didn't talk much. He spent most of his time at work, or working, not most of his time. He spent all of his time at work. Your sleeping schedule was the opposite of his.

One day

You were at home alone, debating whether or not to call your husband because you were going out with your friends. The last thing you decided to do was call him.

So you called him. "What do you want?" He said very coldly, as usual.

You swallowed nervously and said, "I want to go with my friends, and I wanted to tell you before I go."

"No, you're not going," he said coldly.

"Please, Walter, I want to go." You said nervously.

"No, I mean, no." He said sharply.

"Daddy, please, come on." You said a little playfully, and you were as shy as a tomato. His eyes widened in shock, and he quickly hung up. His body turned red, and he felt hot. He stood up, ran quickly to his car, got in, and started driving like crazy toward the house, coming towards you.