SEA'S BRIDE (PHILMYTHO ROMANCE II)

CHAPTER 52

"I am," He answered.

I tried to taste it out of curiosity and the meat is indeed tender plus it left a juicy feeling inside my mouth gratifying my taste buds. I am quite amazed that the Sea God has the skills for kitchen duties as well. I wonder how was he able to learn to cook when he has so many servants inside his dome to do the job for him. It's just a puzzle for me knowing the lavish lifestyle that he has, cooking his own meal isn't something that the likes of him common do. But at the same time, I have to commend that his cooking is indeed delicious.

"It's good, thanks for the meal." I told him. And I am not certain if what I just witness from his face was an expression similar to satisfaction or maybe I am just seeing things. Though it sends me the query to ask, what was he feeling satisfied for?

Was it because I complimented him? I didn't argue back? or is it because I am enjoying the meal that he prepared now?

This God can be too hard to read most of the time.

"Done already?" He asked soon as I settled my fork and spoon aside.

I nodded and he was quick to pick the dished to throw into the bin along with plates.

"Seriously? You're throwing everything just like that?" I was shock since the plates are not even disposable for him to waste.

"Is there a reason for me to keep them? They're already used." He said back. Is this man nuts?

Of course, he can still keep them. The plates were porcelain and not some sort of disposable paper or plastic types. What the heck is this Amanikable even thinking? "You could just have them clean instead of throwing them away." my palm flew to swat my temple witnessing the whole disappointment.

"Are you suggesting that I'd do the dishes?" he suddenly asked which made me stare at him. There was a sarcasm in his tone that I didn't like. What's so wrong about doing the dishes anyway?

Until realization hit me, of course. He never do such chores because he has so many maids. And on another note, he already did the cooking so, I assume he is imposing that since it's just the two of us here, I should do my part and do the dishes instead of him.

But what I told him was the other way around, "Well, I guess you must be imposing that I should do the dishes right?"

Amanikable's thick brows furrowed. He looks at me bearing a perplexed expression. "You're becoming quite a nitpicker, woman. It's annoying." And just like that, the ill-tempered God, flared up again. Without even hearing my opinion for questioning what he did, Amanikable left me to sit back on the leather seat near the window. And I immediately followed like a child apparently feeling the guilt after being scold at. Honestly, I really don't see anything wrong with what I said, so I don't get why is he acting so gloomy all of a sudden and calling me out as nitpicker. The audacity of this man to even call me a nagger one when all I just wish is to help.

It was followed by a dull and deafening silence before I tried to break in the silence, "Can I ask you something?" I asked with the hope that he'll eventually reply. But he just look at me as if I have disturb his moment of peace once more.

What's wrong with him? Is my presence even a need here? His sulking scheme is way too childish. I can't believe he'll really decide not to talk to me just because of that. And so this time, I decided to move a seat next to him.

With my attempt to get his attention, my hands tried to poke him as I angled my head to catch his eye. I commonly do this to my siblings when we argue or when I happen to make them feel bad accidentally. I always do the first move of settling the feud to make the fire between us subside. And then I realize, am I just doing the same between me and Amanikable?

But why?

How did I end up wanting to please back this ill-tempered God that I used to hate? It bewilders me but I feel so anxious about the fact that he won't talk to me. It bothers me that this man won't even look me in the eye as if I don't exist. Why is it that I somehow feel worried that Amanikable will going to detest me after what I did?

I may sound absurd but there's something in me that's currently feeling scared knowing that either all or one of my speculations is true. And that no matter how I try to please this God, he might just decide to throw me in the middle of the deep blue sea, outside of this luxury tank we're in.

My head yank back to his side. Seeing him just staring at the window while completely ignoring the fact that I'm here is really bothersome. I wish he would just tell me if he doesn't like to do the dishes that's why he's acting this stingy.

But rather than giving in to my persuasions, Amanikable chose to keep his sight towards the window. There's nothing too much to see outside but just the blues, so it really infuriates me to think what's keeping him from looking at me?

My last attempt was to nudged him with my elbow more than thrice if I counted correctly. I wonder if I really hurt his ego that much for him to act so childish. If this is even too childish to say, or is it just because I hate the fact that he has been ignoring me for such a shallow reason.

"Fine. If you don't wish to talk to me I'll just stay inside the room. Just call me after you decided whether you'll talk to me or not." I finally accepted my defeat and just took my stand to retreat back inside the suite room.

But as I was about to make my first step, Amanikable pulled me back into him. I completely lost my balance without the anticipation of his sudden reaction, and I recklessly fell on him. My only relief was that I was able to force my hands against his strong built, preventing an even scandalous scene of reuniting with his lips by accident.

Amanikable swiftly cling his arms around my waist just before I could even manage to get back on my feet, and this made me slide on his lap. I only felt a relief that I was able to push my hands against his strong built to provide an enough space between him and me--before the worst could even happen which is reuniting with his lips by accident.