Chapter 18

"What? Why should I live in your house?!" Annoyed to ask Justin.

"Wifely duties, told you." And then he shrugged his shoulders. If before I just thought bad of him, now it's bad-bad!

"I don't want to! Why should I stay there?" Piss off if you ask him. It's a good thing that I'm not the one who gave him grapes because he may have already vomited.

"Because that's our house." He gave me a simple answer as if he was simply saying that my questions are pointless and that I would have just used my commonsense.

"Urgghh! It's not my house, it's your house!" I got away...