Husbandly Rights

Tristan stared at me wordlessly. Holding back his anger, he demanded. “Tell me. What should I do? Huh?”

His reaction upset me. “You don’t have to do anything to please me. Do whatever you want. If you want to take care of Chloe, go ahead.”

“Ha!” He looked down and scoffed. Straightening his back, he whipped out his cigarettes. “Should I feel lucky for having such a magnanimous and understanding wi