Chapter Thirty Three

Roman went straight to the toilet, I used the opportunity to change to my nightie, my lingerie and patiently wait for him since he is taking forever in the bathroom.

He came out of the bathroom and saws towards the bed. He didn't even give a glance at me.

I walked towards him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked him with annoyance.

"Nothing." He replied curtly.

"No, something is wrong with you. Be side if you are okay, you won't be giving all these stupid attitudes since the afternoon after you saw me talking to another man." I said with frustration. It is more like yelling at him though.

"And why would I be angry at you because you were talking to another man?" He emphasized the word man.

"I don't know, that's your own problem. Just tell me what the fuck is wrong with you? Don't I have my own freedom? Do I have to be caged for my eternal life?" I yelled at him.

"Stop yelling." He said as he slightly pushed me away, aiming for the bed.

I sat in his bed knowing he had no choice