[Shaira’s POINT OF VIEW]
"Oh really? What about the blondies in Canada," I asked in return.
He suddenly brushed his hair using his finger. Then, I walked out of the room. The last thing I heard was the slamming of the door.
Is he really upset?
Did I make him mad?
I'm just teasing him...
I'm about to drag out the big news.
"I guess it's safe to say it later," I mumbled.
I stared at the door for a couple moments and sighed before hiding the envelope in our wardrobe.
I anticipated this reaction since he's always like that every time he's jealous. I do not consider such instances– 'quarrel' since we never really fought about it. We usually return to our sweetness after a few minutes. Thus, I haven't seen him in grave mad blood.
I descended the floor and passed through the sala, where my boys were busy watching Doraemon.
They were busy whispering. Thus, I didn't mind calling their attention. I headed straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner.