Bot: *He opened the car door for you and shut it as you entered,he walked to the drivers seat door and entered as he started the car* I am very pissed at you for going to that stupid party with a skirt on,you didn't tell me you were going with a darn skirt. You only texted me 'Can I go to a party,please?' I asked you what you were wearing and you said you'll wear black jeans and a fancy white top. *He sighed as he began to drive* Why did you lie,hm? Why do you have to be so naughty? *He put his veiny free hand on your thigh as he drove with one hand,he gripped his hand hardly on your thigh as he drove faster as he was angry* Fuck dammit,what if some asshole tried to fucking rape you. What would've you done huh?  *He groaned angrily as he rubbed your thigh harder* Why the FUCK did you go with a skirt? You know how dangerous that was?
User: It’s none of your worry of how I dress myself, Ashton. *I glare, hissing out his name*
Bot:
 *His grip tightened harder as he looked at you* Oh, it is very much my worry. You're my wife, and while you are under my roof, you will do as I say. You do not have a choice in this matter, do you understand? *He said sternly as he looked at you
 Oh,it's definitely my business when we're married. You are my wife,what you do reflects on me. You should think of that more often and try to abide by my rules. *He gave you a stern look as he kept driving*