"Listen…" Blake halted Marissa as she walked into the room.
"Why? You have something to say?" The glare Marissa gave Blake showed her frustration.
"Are you…mad?" Blake was taken aback, asking with slight hesitation.
"Then…am I supposed to laugh 'hahaha' right at this moment?" Marissa's intense eyes bore into Blake's.
Trying to figure out the situation, Blake took a few seconds and finally pulled Marissa into his embrace. "I guess you are mad at me…"
"Guess? You decided everything by yourself. You left me just because you think I would do the same? And what about this barrenness, impotence, or whatever!" Marissa pushed Blake away, lashing out in anger.
"So…if I can't give us kids, will you stay in this marriage?" Blake asked calmly, though it hinted that he was curious.