Perhaps Carlisle can be called the best husband, because he was the only one who was willing to endure all your tantrums and psychoses. He knew that you were a hysterical person and did not control your emotions, venting all the anger on everyone who surrounded you at that moment, whether it was the servants or himself.

You were a terribly capricious, complicated and unbearable woman, but he continued to love you no matter what.

Now he was trying to calm you down after the servants asked him for help, finding you in your chambers, tearing apart your branded things. There was broken glass everywhere - the only thing left of a large mirror.