Another fight

"You, pack that salt back into the container!" She commanded as the look on her face turned uglier.

Watching her try to walk past him after asking him to pack the salt she spilt, Oh Nam-Joo caught her by the arm.

"Why are you asking me to pack the salt you spilt, are you confused?"

"What?" Glaring at him, Lim Eun-Jeong raised a finger at him. "Do you even need to ask when you are the one confused? Your scream made me spill the salt container and caused my blood pressure to rise, so go ahead and do the right thing."

"What?" Mr. Oh's lips were slightly parted as he watched in horror at his wife's silly demands.

Did she cross-check those words she just said to him in her head before telling them to him? Did they sound like a normal thing to say to her husband? 

"Even if my scream frightened you, you should have asked for an apology at most."