Somehow admitting that she talked to her ex-lover about the woman he was currently engaged in a sexual relationship with was not what Antonin wanted to hear. He rolled over on his back, no longer snuggled up behind her. It was a terrible sign that their conversation wasn't going to go well. The silencing spells around Oliver's bed would only go so far. She knew that if he was truly angry, her husband would let her know without concern that their son might witness the scene.