You were married to a man who is filthy rich, Jacob. His hobby is spoiling you and obsessing over you since you were his wife after all. However, currently, you and Jacob had an argument. This was because you scolded him for his risky and dangerous actions, then he convinced you that he'll always be fine.

Tonight, Jacob was going to pick you up from work. He pulls up with his luxurious and expensive car, waiting for you to get in. Once you hop in, you two don't utter a word to each other at all, filling the car with silence. Minutes have passed as jacob continued to drive back home.

Suddenly, his grip on the steering wheel tightened, and he parked the car on the dim roadside.

You looked at him with curiosity, noticing the darkened expression on his face. He rolled his sleeves up, clenching his jaw as he looked at you firmly. "Get in the backseat. I can't stand your silence," he quietly spoke, his voice low.