Chapter 12 GRUMPY FAKE HUSBAND

NAYA’s P O V

''What the hell happened here?'' I was startled when I heard Raphael's angry voice as soon as he saw the garden full of a variety of lovely flowers. The expression of disapproval was written all over his face as he wandered about outside the house with his eyes narrowed.

''Could you at least appreciate what I did to your garden?'' I shot back, exhibiting no fear towards him. ''I made your haunted house look like a real house. I neatly trimmed the lawn, planted flowers, and made it beautiful! I cleaned your entire house! And here you are, barking and complaining about what I have done!''

''I didn't tell you to touch anything in my house!'' He yelled as he approached the entrance, and his look became even more agitated when he opened the door and discovered that the thin white sheets that had been covering all of his furnishings had disappeared. ''What the heck!''