Fred, as usual, woke up early that morning with a worried face. He was still having trouble dealing with the angry face that stared back at him yesterday. It was always very hard for him whenever they got into an argument but even worse when she treated him like that.
She had been behaving strangely for a while now and he became suspicious yet he couldn't do anything about it. He won't be able to stop it if she were to get her memories back given that he didn't have the opportunity to spike her food with the memory suppressants.
It was dangerous he knew that yet he had to take things easy and not force her to react rashly. Yesterday was a perfect example of how badly things could go if he let it slip.
How was he to stand it if she recovered all her locked up memories? Knowing how fragile she is he was sure that she wouldn't survive such torment at all.