It’s all because of you

"I heard that your bride ran away as she didn't want to get married to you," Nicolas mocked Adrian while tapping the coffee table with his shoes.

"Oh! Really? But why am I not understanding what you are trying to say? Are you sick or what? I know your loss is big and you are suffering inside. Still, that doesn't mean you could trespass into my private property and even spoil my coffee table with your dirty shoes. Did you forget that I banned you from entering my house?" Adrian asked him.

He then kicked his legs, so that he would stop tapping on the coffee table.

"Look at you! How violent you have become after you got my father killed!" Nicolas stood up from the sofa and held his collar.

"Let go of me when I am asking you nicely," Adrian muttered through his gritted teeth.

"I won't let go, what would you do?" Nicolas provoked him and glared into his eyes.