BPOV

"Are you having an affair with her?" I asked.

"I'm not obliged to answer this question," he said.

"Yes, you're." I said. "I'm your fucking wife. I've the right to know!"

"No, I don't think so." he said, "I've already answered more than enough."

"I think it's very clear. You're having an affair! Wow! Just wow!" I shook my head with disbelief.

"You can assume whatever you want. As far as I can remember, we had discussed not interfering in some issues when we were defining the terms and conditions." he said calmly.

"I remember exactly what I said. I had said, "I think I'd be okay with physical infidelity as long as my partner doesn't get caught and I don't have to go through any humiliation."

"None of the conditions is being met here," I said, "I had mentioned about the casual 'physical' relationship, not the full fledged 'love' affair! Alice knows about it and she humiliated me."

"Alice doesn't know anything," he said.

"Well, she knows enough to humiliate me." I was fuming with anger.

"Okay, I'm sorry about that." he said.

"Really? So you're sorry about that?" I snapped.

"Okay, so what do you expect me to say here?" he asked.

"What do I expect you to say? You're unbelievable! You're telling me that you're cheating on me and..."

"I didn't say that. You're just assuming." he said.

"Well, then tell me." I said.

"I'm not obliged to answer anything." he said, "If I really wanted to give explanations, I wouldn't have married with terms and conditions."

"So are you trying to imply that you're not having an affair?" I asked.

"I didn't say that either. I'm not going to say anything."

"Screw you!" I said and stormed off to our room.

I needed to go away somewhere, even if it's just for a day! I needed to figure out what the hell was going on and how to calm myself down. I had a feeling that if I stayed here a little longer, I'd embarrass myself even more while he didn't care about anything at all.

I realized that I wasn't sad anymore; I was just fucking pissed off. I threw away all my stuff and put it in a small bag. Probably I'd just go to my house where I used to live before I moved here. I just needed to be alone!

"Where the fuck are you going? What? Wait!" Edward got up from the couch and ran after me when he saw me with the bag. He was sitting calmly on the couch just a moment ago. He fucking didn't care!

"Isabella, what are you doing? Like, where are you going? What's going on? Why are you overreacting?" he asked.

"I'm not obliged to tell you anything about my whereabouts." I snapped.

"Okay, that's a good one!" he said, "But I'm asking from the... trackability perspective. What if we've an emergency here and I need to reach out to you?" he asked.

Like, seriously?

"I'm not going to any cave. I've my phone with me. You can call me if there's an emergency." I said. He was being ridiculous! So apparently he could do anything he wanted, but he expected me to give all the answers!

I opened the trunk of my car and threw my bag.

"But you said we're going to do something fun this weekend. This is certainly not my definition of 'fun'!" he laughed.

He fucking laughed!

"Look, Isabella... I..."

"Yes I'm leaving, so you can have fun as per your definition," I snapped, "But I've a request. When I'm not at home, I don't want anybody else on my bed." I said.

His expressions changed immediately. Now he had the audacity to make a face as if I had offended him!

"Please don't worry about that." he said, "We have plenty of rooms in the house."

I was shocked by his response. Did he really mean that? Or was that a sarcastic answer? Was he just trying to act cool?

"Cool, thank you." I said. I guess I also didn't need to show my desperation or anger!

And for some reason, my answer made him angrier.

"If you want to act like a child and leave like a coward, then well, I can't do anything about it. Go fuck yourself!" He snapped.

"Why would I do that?" I chuckled, "You should remember that the agreement that we discussed earlier works both ways! I'm sure I can get someone to fuck me!"

His eyes began to burn with fire now and even the vein on his forehead showed up! Okay, I had made him really angry, I got it!

But I guess that should be... fair? Why should I be the only one suffering when he was being so cool about everything?

"Cool, I really don't care," he said, "And you know what? You can pull as many shitty stunts as you want, but you're not getting any answers from me!"