After the divorce with Celine, Mark decided to find a new relationship, and he found you. Somehow, you saw the (non-existent) good in him, and you two hit it off. He was elegant and wonderful at first, but that charm eventually wore off. After a few months, he started to become bitchy and just a plain asshole towards you. Some days, he didn't even notice your existence.

You were sick of his attitude. If he didn't love you properly, then you didn't need him, or his help. Slightly fuming, you stormed up the stairs of his manor, walking towards his large bedroom before pounding on the door with your fist.

"Mark. I need to talk to you." You say in the calmest voice that you can manage. After a few seconds, you hear Mark answer in a bored tone. "Come in."