“Clinton, how did you get in here?” I asked as I removed my coat.
“Is that how you greet your husband?” He sounded serious.
“What’s that smell?” I asked and then walked to the kitchen.
“I tried to cook, but it didn't turn out well,” he followed behind me, and it turned out the smell was from burnt eggs.
I couldn’t hold my laughter.
“So you’re telling me you can’t even fry eggs?”
“Yes, why are you laughing?” He looked so innocent.
“You never learnt to cook?” I asked,
“Why learn when you can just employ someone to do it? The thing is, I didn’t know I would one day wake up married, or I could have learned." He confessed. No matter how angry I was at him, I just couldn’t help but feel butterflies in my stomach. Jade had never even once tried to cook for me. “Let’s eat out.” He invite
