Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

"Why do you say so?" As he was speaking, his hand started caressing and groping her body. Jude was perhaps dizzy with anger or affected by hormones, because in the next second, she had an outburst. "Am I nothing but a tool for your desires? I just came home, and this is what you want to do! We didn't even get the chance to talk to each other!" She sat up straight and glared at him.

Puzzled by her anger, he sat up and switched on the bedside lamp. "What happened? I thought we always went straight to sex."

Indeed, they were always straightforward and passionate with each other. Since Jude was a bold woman who always took the initiative, they matched each other's pace in bed well. "That's not the point!" she yelled at his face. "Get out! I don't want to see you?”

"What happened to you?" He was befuddled by her animosity.

She had always been an understanding partner. Knowing that he was always busy, she never blamed him for ignoring her for extended periods. Therefore, her flare-up tonight came as a huge surprise. "I told you to get out! Did you not hear me?" In a shrill voice, she shrieked at him.

"Jude..."

"Get out!" Ignoring his plea, she roared at him. Helpless, he gave in, his shoulders slumped and his arms limp. "Okay. I will leave."

Next, he grabbed his pillow and waded out of the bedroom. That night, for the first time in his life, he agreed that women were the most unreasonable beings on earth.

his first time being chased out of the bedroom, which felt super awkward. His male pride was hurt from being driven out of his bedroom

gone, Jude still felt frustrated in her

by a loud bang as the door of the guest room was kicked open. "Wow,

him jump from shock. Staring confusedly at her, he questioned, "What do you actually want?" He was running out of temper as he wondered if the woman in front of him was truly Jude. Since

lips were trembling, and with no warning,

forehead. Is she

to pull on her arm, but she shrugged his hand off. "Don't touch me! Go

to you?" He had finally reached his limit. He had always been understanding and patient toward her, but it seemed that she

business! How could

too well? You're like a spoiled child!" Finally, he blurted out to her, causing her to stop crying. She robotically wiped off the tears on her face and replied, "Yes, you are too tolerant and you spoiled me! Now that I'm

break up! We've broken up

of the guest bedroom, leaving him confused and fuming. He almost wanted to punch her for her unreasonable fit to assert his dominance. Nevertheless, he ran after her and yelled, "Come