Just as I was trying to calm my emotions and go downstairs, she pushed open the bathroom door with the flip-flop sound of her slippers.
"Lionel, Marco has returned the car to the dealer, but I need to go over to cancel the account."
"You can prepare dinner yourself."
I was already angry and hearing these words only added fuel to the fire.
"Can't you go tomorrow? Why do you have to go out so late?" asked me in annoyance.
Louisa was stunned and frowned.
"Don't you like this car? It's also for your sake that I canceled it early."
My face turned cold and so did my heart.
"You took the car without my consent. I just wanted to take back what belonged to me."
"It's too late now. It's not safe to go out. You can go tomorrow."
She took a deep breath and said, her eyes filled with disapproval of me, "You took back the gift I gave him in public and now you're letting him waste so much time at the dealer."
"Lionel, you can't just think about yourself."
"I feel strange with you like this."
My raging anger suddenly died down and what followed was endless coldness and disappointment.
I suddenly felt ridiculous.
"Am I thinking of myself?"
"Am I strange?"
"Louisa, do you want to hear what you're saying right now?"