ISABELLA
“Damn right! You will sleep on the couch!” I grunted and he raised his brow at me .
“Is this how you should talk to your husband?” He asked me as he walked further towards me , his gaze predatory.
“You are not my husband.” I reminded him and he openly scoffed at me.
“Thanks for reminding me that constant wifey but if you please excuse me, I'll like to take a nap.” He said as if I was the one holding him on a gun point to keep talking to me. He turned around and sat on the sofa that was placed in the left side of the bed. He remined his coat and tossed it on the armrest before removing his coat. Just as he laid down, Nova came running towards him and desperately tried to climb on him.
The tiredness on Christian's face immediately vanished as soon as he saw his son's cheerful
