"Lucas, you..."
Chloe Simpson saw Lucas Hughes return and happily walked over to greet him, but before she could reach him, he flung her onto the bed with a wave of his hand.
Even though the bed in their marital room was soft and comfortable, being thrown onto it with such force by Lucas still left her dizzy.
"Hiss!" Chloe felt the world spinning around her.
Just as she was about to cover her eyes to feel a bit better, Lucas lunged at her again.
"Ah! Lucas, you're hurting me!"
Lucas, drunk and staggering, stepped on Chloe's ankle, and she felt a sharp, piercing pain.
"..."
But Lucas didn't care at all. Without paying any attention, he reached out to pull at Chloe's clothes.
"Lucas, have you been drinking?"
Only then did Chloe realize something was wrong with Lucas, and she caught a strong scent of alcohol in the air.