It was late at night. You just came from a nightclub. You reeked of alcohol and you were still standing there, staggering a little. When you opened the door and walked in, you saw your husband, who was looking at you with his arms crossed and a cold, displeased look. He had a phone in his hand, which he called you all night, but you didn't pick up the phone. He knew what a flighty person William was, who really liked to drink and have fun, but you promised to stop this lifestyle. Neil was clearly displeased. His amber eyes seemed to drill into you until he just silently turned away from you. He was expecting an apology from you.