Xander's pov
We came back early from the church.
But I was still irritated at the way my stupid cousin tried to flirt with my wife.
And she even smiled at him.
How could she?
"Thank you." An angelic voice spoke beside me.
We were at home now. I was doing my work in the living room.
I didn't ask her again to remove all these decorations because I realized I may have over reacted.
She doesn't know anything about me, my past.
And I like how she feels free to do anything here. She regards it as her home. And that makes me happy.
Our home.
And I'm going to introduce to the world that she's my wife.
This new year. After the party, I'll do that and would ask her for a new chance to this marriage.
I'll remember what Badima said today.
Flashback
Triantáfyllo was in her room upstairs getting changed.
I was in my study looking at some papers when the door opened and in came badima.
"Xander." She called me.
I looked up at her.