Jasmine pov,

After spending with my pet. I returned inside. I was about to climb the stairs, but Sara called me.

“Hi, good morning!” I smiled. She dragged me into the kitchen.

“What happened?”

“I warned you to look serious, but why you’re messing with my husband.“ She asked worried.

“It’s he who messed up” I mumbled settling on the kitchen slab.

“It’s spoiling your image. He is getting negative about you. Please be calm until he leaves and from tomorrow you wake up by 6.30 and come to the kitchen” she said cooking.

“What? Why should I wake up? Anyway, what I will do in the kitchen? I don’t...