"What happened in the kitchen?"
I furrowed my eyebrows when I came back in front of him. I don't understand his question.
"What do you mean, what happened in the kitchen?"
"You seemed happy when you entered the door."
"Ohh..." I bite my lower lip. He saw me. "Am I?"
"Yeah, is there something happened?"
"Nah!" I shrugged. "I just had a small talk with Nanay Emily about you."
He frowned, confusion was clearly evident on his face.
"I told her that having a fever seemed to be better for you."
"So you want me to have fever forever?"
I laughed at his shocked expression
"No, that's not what I mean, silly! Even though you were always raising your voice when talking to me and hating me for thinking that I just married you for your money, I'm not the kind of person who thinks you'd alwa
