You're having breakfast with your son Sean and your husband Kevin. You and Kevin were eating pancakes but your son Sean refuse to eat.

Sean just stare at his father with a clenched fist and his eyes filled with rage. He seems upset. Not only that, Sean looks like he wanna punch his father.

You stopped eating and placed a hand on your son's shoulder asking him what's wrong.

Sean looked at you with slight tears in his eyes.

"Mama, are you okay?"

You nod saying that you're okay.

"Oh, it's just that, last night. I think I heard you crying and saying 'oh my go-"

Before he could continue, your eyes widened and told him that it was nothing.

Suddenly, Kevin smirked at you, holding you waist. He then whispered to your ear.

"Seems like you really enjoyed last night."