Obsessive Conflict

Releasing a sigh as though he was starting to feel suffocated by the tension crowding the dining room, he finally looked down at the woman who was currently blocking his path, stopping him from walking away and avoiding her presence.

"That woman you're referring to is my wife." He clarified bluntly, not giving a damn about the lady who was currently devastated before him. "And I don't seem to understand what you mean by hurting you intentionally, when have I ever done that?"