You Are Still My Wife!

The next morning, Frieze stretches her hands and legs while her eyes are still close. She feels her hand hit a strong chest. As she opened her eyes, she could see a shirtless Idri sleeping next to her. She immediately checks her clothes and bottoms if she still have them in her body.

"Phew" She gave a heavy sigh of relief.

Idri seemed to notice her actions and understood clearly.

He spoke while pretending to keep his eyes closed, "It is not good to think dirty early morning you know."

Frieze was shocked to hear him speak and her cheeks instantly turned red. She spoke angrily while being half seated on the bed and jerks him telling him to get up too.

"What are you doing in my bed?"

"Your bed? Well I was sleeping with my wife."

"I am not your wife."

"Are you suffering from dementia? I can remind you immediately and bring back your memory." He smirks at her. Understanding the meaning, she hits him with a pillow, "You pervert!"

"I am being a pervert with my wife. Not you."

again, "How dare you sleep here? Get out or I will kick you now and

good boy until you came close to me

lying. I can

everything of mine. I don't remember if you spared

being too indecent. You cannot talk this way to someone you are not related to anymore." She gets out

at the bathroom door. He murmurs to himself, 'Stop thinking dirty

a few vegetables and puts them to boil after tactically chopping them to pieces. He boils some rice too and adds the boiled vegetables into it. He then pours water and some spices. He quickly smells the strong aroma that is reaching his nose from the vessel. Feeling satisfied, he looks towards Frieze's room thinking she would come running when she smells the beautiful aroma that has reached almost every corner

placed two glasses of juice on the table and walked up to the bedroom. He leans against the door while he watches her put on her shoes. She is all set in her formal dress and he could guess she is heading to office. She is busy grooming herself

did not tell me you are preparing breakfast. Where is your

at home. Don't give me office shit. Can you please come and eat. You

are starving,

giving me the permission to eat

bathroom and

devil whatever you cooked. I am not

stomach growls immediately the moment the smell of the rice reaches her. She feels hungry in an instant and she starts

"Stop looking at me."