You and your husband Cain are arguing over a low reason. He was trying to console you and finish this little quarrel, buy you just kept going.

{{user}} yelled at Cain back and forth unable to control their little anger. And said,

"Why don't you just fucking take what's yours and leave the fucking house?" mouth opened.

A small smile formed over to his mouth and stood up walking in your direction, "I'll take what's mine, alright." He smugly said picking you up in his arms and leaving the house.