Kian's POV
I can't live like that! She won't talk! She does not even want to see me... She act like I don't exist. When it is something important, like about kids she talks to my mom and mom pass me the message.
I mean! What the heck? When I was angry at her, I didn't go for shit like this. It's been a week! A whole week staying in the penthouse, but she don't talk, or come in our room at night. I think her favourite place is kids room. She eats and go to that room, takes bath and hide in that room again if she don't go to her office. But today I will talk to her! If she don't want to talk at home then at my office. After all we signed the tutorial agreement.
Smirking I took out her favourite colour shirt. She always said I look more handsome in white and black. So black and white it is. I spray her favourite perfume over my upper body and go put my room. I know she went to Martin Industries before me.