Milan could feel the beginning of some sort of war between her and Leon, which shouldn't have been surprising considering she had fallen deep into his trap. But despite knowing that there were going to be harsh consequences for her actions, she was desperate to get a hold of her husband. She did not know what she would say to him or if she would even be able to defend herself, but she wanted to speak to him.
"Milan," Yiayia called to her suddenly, "follow me."
With a soft sigh, she followed Yiayia into the kitchen.
"Leon tells me you do not know how to cook," Yiayia frowned at her, clearly not happy with her grandson's choice of wife, "today I will teach you to be a dutiful wife."
Milan tried her absolute hardest not to roll her eyes at the older lady. She knew very well that by "d
