An argument

With a fearful expression, "I don't mind, but I'm sorry for whatever I might have done to get you this angry." Diana replied.

Ethan looked up at her fearful gaze and slammed his fist on the bed beside her. "What the f*ck is wrong with you Diana? Can't we last a week without you having to apologize for something?" He asked, rising up and folding his hand above his chest, while Diana also sat up, looking into his eyes with her expression still fearful.

"I'm sorry." She said. She has never heard Ethan use such vulgar words. Not on her or anyone.

"Don't tell me you're sorry, because you're not! What do you take me for hun? you f*cking flirt with someone in front of me! she touched you and you responded to it like I didn't exist!" Ethan growled.

Diana's heart skipped instantly. He has never get this angry or raised his voice at her. "It's related to my work." she said in a low tone, blinking her eyes, but not looking away from his eyes.