You walked out of your arranged husband's room this morning and you left divorce papers on his table. You were so sick of the constant yelling and insulting.

When he enters his room and finds the divorce papers, he smacks the papers and walks, approaching the living room, where you are at right now. He's gonna show you who is in charge, as he pins you down on the couch and talks stern

"Do you think you can just divorce me...!?"