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"I can do it myself," I whined as I tried to walk into the kitchen, but Lucas blocked my path.
"I will take care of it myself. Go sit down and I'll cook for you," he said.
"You don't even know how to cook."
A day after our conversation, Lucas has not let me do anything around the house. He went on about me getting rest and not overworking because I was pregnant. It was annoying because I didn't like being idle. I pleaded so many times for him to let me find a place for me to work instead of being idle but he declined. He was beginning to get on my nerves.
"I will watch videos of simple dishes to cook. There's no harm in trying, right?" He asked and went to the kitchen while I stood, glaring at his bare back.
I hissed and turned away then went straight to the living room. I sat do
