Sofie's POV-
"La la la... La la la..."
"Just shut it!" Christian yells at me as I've been humming an unknown rhythm since a long time while arranging the plates on the table. But what can I do? I'm so happy. Today when I asked him whether his mistress will come too, he said no. And I can't even express my happiness!
"Why? Don't you like it? La la la..." A loud thud comes and I turn my head to find that he has smashed his hand on the glass table out of anger. I look at him and he is looking at me with hard eyes.
"Just shut it! You are a horrible singer!" He yells. I stare at him while squinting my eyes.
"Yeah? And you are a fantastic singer, aren't you? Humph!" I retort back and again get busy with placing the dishes on the table. I notice him narrowing his eyes at me by the
