Aggression

Jane tried to open the bottle several times, but it didn’t open. Next, she used a piece of cloth because she thought her hands were wet, but it didn’t work either. 
  
Finally, she asked her husband for help. “Honey, could you please help me open this bottle,” she asked politely. 

He frowned and snatched the bottle from her. In one turn, he opened the bottle. “Thank you, dear?” she whispered with a wide smile on her face. 

“Don’t thank me?” he replied. “It’s hard to believe you can’t open this bottle,” he added.

“So, what would you have done if I wasn’t here,”? He continued. 
“Jane, you need my help in every little thing,”. “There is absolutely nothing you are good at,” he yelled. 

“Is it because of the bottle that you are saying all these to me,”? she cried!

“Yes, I am furious,” “You haven’t served lunch because you couldn’t open that bottle.” He signed.


Peter walked into his office and bolted the door. He quickly ordered food from a restaurant. The restaurant told him they would take 45 minutes to prepare his food. 

Twenty minutes later, his wife served him his favourite dish. He began eating like a horse. Jane sat and watched how he swallowed the bowl of soup. 

Tears were running down his cheeks because it was hot and spicy. Peter licked and sucked his fingers so loud to show how good the food tasted.

Just when he was about to swallow the last bite of chicken, the doorbell rang. 

Jane rushed and opened the door and saw a delivery man with food. 

She turned and looked at Peter, dumbfounded.




             What do you think happened next?

              If you were Jane, what will you do?