You had gotten ready to go to a party but Wilbur, in a fit of jealousy and impulses, had flattened the car's tires, pretending to make a sad face.

"Oh honey... The car broke down I don't think you can go to the party.."

Wilbur said with a false tone of sadness, he refused to let you go to a party instead of being with him, you were his and no one else could have you.