"Where is my dear wife rushing to?
-I am not your wife!
-You don't have to pretend with me, Love. You're the one who threw yourself in my arms in the first place.
-I just didn't want Bob to sneak out."
Ephraim frowned:
"Bob?
-Yes, Bob. The kitten."
Ephraim looked down at the fur ball with round eyes:
"What did you call it?
-Bob.
-Did you call it Bob?
-Yes! Why is everyone acting so weird when I tell them that?"
Ephraim just laughed:
"I wonder too. Bob is a very fitting name for it."
Getting irritated, I hit him. Not very hard. Just a tap on the chest. I wasn't suicidal.
"Stop acting stupid and tell me! What's wrong with the name Bob?
-Nothing. If my dear wife chose it then it suits it perfectly.
-You! I knew it was impossible to talk to you! Let me go now!"
Ephraim tilted his head:
"Come on, don't be shy, dearest. It's not like it's our first time touching.
-It is!"
I suddenly bit my lip.
"Oh, is it?"
Ephraim was looking at me with an air of defiance. I couldn't refute him. After all, Sliske and Ephraim did get Arora. They must have slept together at least once.
"What is it, wife? You got all silent all of a sudden. Did you have flashbacks of our first time?
-No!
-You don't have to pretend. You just have to say the word and I would gladly lay with you again.
-I would never want that!
-Weren't you the one that said that we should have more children in case the first came to die?"
I opened wide eyes:
"How could you say that?"
Ephraim shrugged:
"You were the one who said it. I am simply repeating. I realize now that you were right.
-Stop talking about Arora's death! How could you say that?"
Ephraim pretended to be sad:
"Does that mean that you don't want to sleep with me?
-Why is that the part that shocked you?
-Was I that bad the first time? I should prove to you how much I improved since then.
-Are you even listening to me at this point?
-Of course I am. So? Do you want to sleep with me?
-Do you want me to puke?
-That's not very nice, darling... I will end up having trust issues because of you.
-Good. Have them."
I pushed Ephraim away and he let me go with a laugh.
"Come on darling. I was just joking. We can sleep together whenever you want.
-Then what about never?
-Never say never."
I rolled my eyes.
"For this I can confidently say never. It will never happen."
Ephraim just laughed:
"It is said is that a strong denial is actually an affirmation. Should I be looking forward to the future?
-You should look forward to death."
Ephraim laughed:
"It seems my dear wife is in a bad mood because of hunger. We should really go have breakfast together.
-I am not hungry."
Ephraim knocked on the door behind him and numerous maids rushed in to set the table. I looked at them, thinking I would scream:
"You really only do whatever you want.
-I am simply a worried husband.
-Well, this worried husband will have a hungry wife because I don't plan on eating this morning."
Ephraim opened wide eyes:
"Do you finally admit to being my wife?"
I flinched:
"Never!
-Strong denial again.
-Shut up. I am not going to eat a single thing today."
On that cue, my stomach decided to manifest its presence. Ephraim looked down at my stomach before looking back up with a smirk:
"Contrary to those lips, at least my wife's stomach doesn't lie.
-It's only a physical reaction to speaking about food. Grow up. That doesn't mean that I'll eat anything."
I could smell the delicious dishes that were brought but I refused to lose to Ephraim. I by far preferred dying of hunger.
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BL I don't want to reincarnate!
FantasyWhen I opened my eyes I saw a familiar figure: "What do you think you're doing? Insulting me in front of my men. Do you have a death wish?" I covered my ears: "For my sake! Can't you shut up for three seconds? My head is going to split in half! Wait...
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