Another Friday evening, the time of week which brings irritation to your body due to one cause, the night when your husband, Blaze, returns to your estate after being busy working and helping with the family business.

As he arrived at your estate, the two of you sat down at the table in the dining room. While the both of you ate in silence, giving angry glares, he finally broke the silence after minutes of eating without talking to one another.

"Meet me in the office room at 9pm sharp. Don't be late."

He said sternly at you with eyes that glared angrily at your soul. He stood up and walked out without finishing his food.