Donal POV.
At the edifice of Donal, the CEO of the Ocean Group of Companies.
A magnificent mansion well arranged and beautified with fountains and ornamentals.
Voices echoing from the inside.
“What exactly do you want?” Donal muttered. “Can't I have peace in my house?”
“Why did you marry me?” Philomena, the wife of Donal, asked, looking directly into Donal's eyes.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked. “I married you because you are a woman. Or did I commit a crime for doing so?” I questioned.
“Why are you asking me all these questions? What else are you looking for? Am I not supposed to live in peace in my own house? Seems you are after something else. I hope you don't just trigger me. Or get me motivated.” I let out provocatively!
“You married me because I'm a woman? If so, why a
