"How many times do I have to tell you to go back home immediately after work??!"

You are knelt on the kitchen floor as your husband, Scaramouche scolded you after he caught you hanging with your co-workers at a restaurant after your shift.

The slipper on Scaramouche's feet tapping impatiently on the tile as he had his arms crossed on his chest. An upset expression in his majestic face.