His Triantafyllo

CHAPTER 93

"It's already the 7th of February."
I mumbled while crunching on the special cookies made by my husband.

Valentine week has already started and it's evening now but still no roses from this handsome but ice block of a husband of mine.

Xander glanced at me before he went back to pouring a cup of coffee for himself and a cup of tea for me.

Now, let's clear something up. Yes, he's like a handsome devil just as in those Hot CEO novels and I'm really proud of having such an amazing and handsome man as my husband who's also a chef but..but, the coffee he drinks is the same taste-like, bitter.

Blergh!
(Just mimicking, don't take it serious)

So where were we? Yes, coffee!
His bitter coffee, yes. So like the coffee he drinks is not completely black coffee like told in those novels and dramas but the taste is still the same bitter one.

So for me, tea is still better.

"Thanks." I said before taking a sip of my tea.

"So...."

"Yes?"

I glared at him. Hmph!

"What "yes?"?! You didn't even look up from your second wife! How can you still listen to me?"
I pouted and took an annoyed bite of the cookie and deliberately made the crunch - crunch sound.

"Second wife?" His hands paused while typing the moment he heard my words and after a few seconds, a look of realisation flashed past his eyes.

And very obediently, he put the laptop aside on the table and turned his attention to me.

I was naturally happy with this so I flashed a huge grin at him.
"Ha! You're smart!"

"Of course, whose husband am I?"

I was confused but in a second, I realised what he meant and my face turned red.

Rubbing my nails along the skin of my palm, I sheepishly turned my head down as I couldn't control the smile spreading along my lips.

"Oh, Xander, do you remember the wedding I told you about? Of my friend?" I suddenly remembered and thought to ask him.

He finished chewing the last piece of cookie in his mouth and answered,
"Yes, I do."

"Umm...well, they have postponed it. It'll be happening next year now. Vaishali's internship will end by that so they could have some free time too." I explained, even though I felt there was no need to but I wanted to keep talking to him,

"Hmm."
He hummed but quickly raised his head and asked me,
"Didn't you want to go back to India? You were very excited about it."

I sighed.
"Of course, I was."
But I was excited about going to India "with" you.
Who can explain that to him now?

I wanted to do so many things to him.....uhm, I mean with him.
Stupid brain!

But now?
Actually, the thing I wanted the most was just to be with him.
Here, he's mostly at office since I recovered and I'm home, and then I will have to go back to college as I've already recovered so I should attend the classes and look for an internship.

I felt that this trip to India could very well might be a little vacation for both of us.
We could have fun, spend some time together and it will also help in my promise to Maria.

Yes, I still remember that.
I haven't forgotten about it. I just don't want to think about it.

I always feel like there's something wrong with that. I felt like I got played but there's seriously nothing whatsoever hinting to that.