Actually, you are a loyal and affectionate man.

Victoria Garcia sat in the car, mumbling continuously under her breath.

Arnold Johnson looked at her, feeling both a headache and heartache. She drank so much today, which had to do with him spending the past three days in Chloe Johnson's hospital room.

"Victoria, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable, uncomfortable...so uncomfortable..." Victoria shook her head as she spoke, still muttering incessantly, "Arnold Johnson is such a bad person, I dislike him...I really dislike him..."

"Victoria...sorry!" Other than apologizing, any further explanation would seem redundant.

Victoria seemed to talk like she was in a dream and didn't look at Arnold Johnson, "Why should you be sorry? I agreed to it, even though I agreed, I'm still not happy. I am petty, yes, I am just petty!"

"You are not petty. You just like me, and I am very happy, Victoria!" He knew, of course, that no woman could bear her loved man guarding another woman.