âStop talking nonsense! Iâm getting mad!â Ophelia shouted angrily.
To Zachariah, he just felt like that this side of Ophelia was pretty cute and the more he was with her, the less he wanted to let go of this woman who just loved money to him.
Ophelia then drove Zachariah home, âPresident Zachariah, do you want to shower first?â
Zachariah went to the dining table and was deeply touched when he saw a table of dishes.
âYou made all of this yourself?â
âMrs. Miriam helped me, but I made this stewed chicken with mushrooms myself. It tasted actually pretty good. But they are cold now. You can have your shower first and I will reheat them.â Ophelia said.
Maybe it was because that the vibe was pretty stimulating, Zachariah suddenly canât help wrapping his arms around Opheliaâs back and bit her on the earlobe. âHow virtuous are you.â
Opheliaâs earlobe instantly got red.
âYour hand is injured. Donât be so naughty.â Ophelia got shy and judged him.
Zachariah smiled lightly and teased, âI just wanted to hug you. What are you thinking?â
Ophelia glanced at him bashfully.
âGo get your shower. Iâll make the dinner ready.â
Zachariah pecked her on the cheek and headed upstairs.
Ophelia had already served the dishes when he got down. Seeing that he was downstairs, Ophelia immediately came forward and scanned her. She then took a sigh of relief when she noticed that the bandages didnât get wet and then said, âPresident Zachariah, I thought that you would soak you bandages like a baby.â
Zachariah stroked her nose bridge and said, âDonât you believe your husband?â
Ophelia frowned and said cutely, âPresident Zachariah, my nose might drop down if you stroke it again. You might end up having a monster wife.â
âNo one would want you if you become a piggy and I would be the only one who want you, so you must shine up to me or I would also abandon you.â
Ophelia rolled her eyes at him, âYou are the piggy.â
âYou would be a sow then.â
Hearing Zachariahâs words, Ophelia nearly spewed her food out. âIs Zachariah cracking jokes with me? How unusual.â Ophelia thought inside.
But was it really appropriate to describe a beauty like her a sow?
Ophelia then patted on his injured hand again for revenge which made Zachariah scream in pain.
Ophelia beamed satisfactorily, âPresident Zachariah, donât mess with us women. We are quite petty.â
Zachariah was quite amused.
Sitting down in the dining table, Ophelia opened a bottle of wine and filled their glasses up. Then she made a toast, âPresident Zachariah, letâs celebrate that you got out of a car accident somewhat safely. Iâm glad that you are okay.â
Zachariah also raised his glasses and clinked it with Opheliaâs, âCheers.â
After having the wine, Ophelia got him a bowl of chicken soup, âI stewed this for about three hours. Have a taste of this, president Zachariah.â
Zachariah tasted it. Though it was not as delicious as Mrs. Miriam would make it, Ophelia made it herself, so Zachariah found it incredibly yummy.
It was not that Ophelia hadnât cooked before. He saw her as a gold-digger before, so he didnât really care what she did.
But now, he gradually saw her as his wife, so he would have some weird feelings.
He now had a home with his wife and a baby on the way. How perfect was this.
He instantly felt that his heart was filled up and for the first time in his life, he felt contented to have a wife around.
Zachariah suddenly said affectionately, âWife.â
Ophelia suddenly paused and looked at Zachariah in surprise.
She hadnât heard Zachariah call her honey since they had that conversation on the car. But this time, she felt incredibly joyful.
âPresident Zachariah, you...â
âYou have to kill this mood, huh? Why are you still calling me President Zachariah?â
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The Vixen's Man ï¤15 Ophelia smiled and said cutely, âHoney.â
Zachariah grinned and instantly got merry.
âCall me honey and donât call me President Zachariah at home from now on, got it?â Zachariah said domineeringly.
Ophelia gave him a strange look and suddenly teased, âPresident Zachariah, have you changed your gender all of a sudden?â
Zachariah nearly choked with the soup in his mouth.
âYou...â
Ophelia beamed and then quipped, âPresident Zachariah, itâs not that Iâm being harsh. Itâs just that you got a bit...â
âA bit weird.â Ophelia dared not to finish the sentence.
âA bit what?â Zachariah asked.
Ophelia shook her head and pretended to be drinking the soup.
Zachariah examined her and a trace of affection passed his eyes which he didnât even sense himself.
âAm I a monster to you? How come that you are not looking at me?â Zachariah asked.
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