you're pushing me to the limit

Nathan’s domineering behavior made me feel guilty. Now that I was on the verge of starting a relationship, I feared that Stephen might discover our shady escapades. If he happened to find out, I would cross us both off completely. I was at a dead end.

Nathan: Irene, you’re pushing me to my limit! Nathan said. He sounded like a man speaking to his wife—yet that was far from our reality. We didn’t even have a serious relationship. He always wanted to have the upper hand, and his demands were like orders that had to be carried out immediately.

Up until now, I had never refused one of Nathan’s requests, and he was clearly beside himself with rage. He greatly preferred me to be obedient, as usual. He couldn’t stand it when I stood up to him.

Me: Nathan, I… I said in a panic.

I looked into his dark eyes, feeling guilty, and tried to explain myself. But before I could even open my mouth, Nathan grabbed my arm and violently dragged me toward his car. It was a scene straight out of a movie. Na