PASUTRI.
CHAPTER 47: WOUNDED. . .
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Well, Kawe's husband finally came home too.And he is now staring at the horror of me who is busy doing the task.
"Why lazing??"
"I'm doing my job" I answered as needed.
"Let's clean the house !" Mark is back in action.He doesn't seem happy if I'm relaxed.
"I cleaned the house !"
I have been cleaning the house since morning so now I can do the task without burden.
Mark is still staring not selow.She's why the hell came cynical?
I should be angry here !
The one who sprained should also be me !
Did he forget he did something wrong last night??,
Ask me to cook jjapchae he's sleeping in Hye Ri's house!!
Ohhhh yeah, he's Mark Lee.The owner of this house, and I'm just a hitchhiking immigrant living in his house, don't forget it Gwen!!
Mark walked around the whole wide and spacious central space.I was made stunned when the tip of his index finger touched a picture frame of himself posing manly with black hair using the suit Armani motif.
"There's still plenty, you never clean this up??" He pointed cynically towards the photo.
I admit, I have not wiped the picture frame.Soal I see still clear.
I don't think it's dusty.
"Yes, I will clean it with a vacuum cleaner so that the dust and photos can be lost..." I said spontaneously.
Hearing him Mark even more cynically glared at me.I who did not feel guilty got up from the seat.
My reading glasses, I took off and put them on my head.
"I'm working on an errand.Later in the afternoon I clean up." I said as I walked to his side in front of the big photo.
"Clean now.....!!" His order.
He can't be in the country, wherever I always give up !
I was lazy to argue with Mark by being forced to take a glass cleaning spray and a washcloth.
I took a chair in the kitchen for a high glass wiping footing.
I'm the one who's going up to the chair to undo the intention of seeing Mark touch my book which is still scattered on the table.
"Don't touch my book !" I'mworning.
I don't like it he interfered with my college assignment.Not I don't like it more precisely I'm embarrassed if he sees my assignment-already not really!!!
"Who would touch it, I'll just clean the table of dirt" he replied casually as his eyes turned to the table.
Of course the Crocodile Demon's talk sounds like an incision in my eardrum.That book contains science not TRASH !!!
I tidied up the book quickly and Mark just bengong see me then tares.Ingin it feels like I hit him many times for the mistakes that have accumulated from before we got married to this day.
I returned the book in my room and continued wiping the glass.
I cleaned the picture frame furiously.
Can't she just not rummage a day???
I think it's clean shiny and the face of Demon BNEuaya already looks radiant.
Mark who had been watching my work had moved from his sitting position on the sofa and came to me.
I who was still standing on the chair asked him.
"Hows it?Do you look more handsome now???" I asked in a voice I softly with the intention of insinuating him.Tak forgot I dabbled waist by looking at him from the chair where I stood.
"I'm your husband, don't act disrespectful??" Mark's eyes pointed at me who was dabbling waist.As a wife indeed I am not polite anyway.
"Yes." Yeah." Lazy reply.
I got down from the chair.And asked her opinion about the picture frame that I had wiped until Kinclong.
"You can check it, if there's still dust attached, just throw away the picture." My voice sounded faint as I played the glass cleaning rag.
Mark poked his index finger over the surface of his frame glass and he twisted it, making sure there was dust attached or not.
I'm 1000% sure it's so fucking!!!
"Good." Solid short comments are obvious for a job that drains almost half an hour.
"Yes already then I will continue to do my duty earlier.You should sleep.Didn't you not sleep all night??" I said with my chest holding back a large chunk of rock that could explode at any moment if Mark was looking for something.
Mark just silently stared at my words.Or did he already feel that I was satirizing him who had fun all night with Hye Ri??
Until I forget the food I made.Indeed cook not tired??My fingers were also injured by it.
If from the beginning he said he would not go home I also did not bother cooking.
I who had been very lazy to respond to Mark decided to go upstairs to my room.
Better to do the job, right???
I slammed the door of the room hard and sat down on the edge of the bed.
I opened the drawer slowly.I remember I once kept a marriage agreement letter that I crumpled here.
I was relieved that the paper was still there.And I tore the little paper.
I do not want to suffer from reading it.Mark still keeps the other.So, if something happens there is still a copy.
I walked to open it.
Mark was standing at the door of my room.
I'm sure it's him.There can't be anything else because we're just two.
"What's wrong??" Manyaku flat.
"What are you doing???Do not just clean the picture frame.You also have not mopped the floor right??And where's my lunch???" She suddenly grumbled at the work I hadn't done.His face also looked very annoying.
"I'll mop it up later." I who was in a bumpy mode was reluctant to respond to Mark.Rather than a fight.I better retreat from the battlefield.
I closed the door but Mark held it.
"I'm lapaaaarr." He said softly with a clear face mimic.
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By wearing a blue navy polkadot motif apron I started slicing vegetables.I have to be careful or this knife will cut my skin again.
Mark sat on the dining chair with his hands propping up his chin
The view leads straight forward facing towards the back garden which from a distance is visible expanse of artificial reservoirs.
What is he really thinking, huh??
What happened to her and Hye Ri last night??
Do they express love and kiss??
I shook my head quickly.
That's not possible.
"What are you cooking??"
Mark's question ripped my wild mind off about the two of them.
"As far as I am, the important thing is to eat"
It seems Mark didn't respond to my half-hearted reply just now.
20 Minutes later, my food was on the table.
Mark who from earlier only looked down immediately seemed excited when he saw the food.
Without further ado or watching food with jelly like a chef jury in a cooking contest show on television.
Mark stuffed a piece of meat and ate it right away.
Looking at Mark's expression of eating voraciously and closing his eyes while chewing the teriyaki meat made me laugh amusedly.
Should I wear aegyo while eating????
I'm throttling.
Mark immediately opened his eyes as if he realized that I had caught his behavior.
"Enak??" My question's short.
"It's normal."
Orah she prestige, do not want to admit that my cooking is delicious.
I put on a smile.My heart melted seeing him like my cooking.
"If you can't go home, you have to tell me not to wait for you."
Finally, the words I've been putting together since I cooked in the kitchen slide out of my mouth.
I did plan to remind Mark of our promise to work together to run this marriage well.
He just lowered his head and bribed another piece of meat with chopsticks.
"You hurt??" Mark accidentally saw my finger wrapped in plaster.
I nodded small.
"I got hit by a knife while cooking jjapchae.."
"Next time you have to be careful" he said, worriedly swinging his chopsticks.
He advised me, but I don't think he's also involved in making cuts on my fingers and my heart.
"I'm okay, I'm used to getting hurt.."
reply me with a low tone at the end of the sentence.
Injured.
Because of you, Mark.
"Oh yeah, tonight how about we go to the movies??"
Mark's offer was like a fresh breeze blowing on Jeju Island and hitting my body.
I felt like I was floating in the air hearing his call.
My eyes sparkled like I got 2 Billion arrivals
owkeeehhhh let's go Mark!!!!
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***Thank you to the authors who stopped by my very dimey work.
I realize there are a lot of flaws here.
Thank you also for your criticism and suggestions to make my writing better.
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