Chapter fifty-one: Gift shop

"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 always be sick."

I didn't miss the hint of sadness written on his eyes, but I just ignore it and gave him a half-hearted smile.