After taking my things to the penthouse, we went straight to the mall and entered in a furniture shop which made me confused.
"Are you thinking of changing your furniture?" I couldn't help wondering when we headed to the living room set of furniture.
Our hands were entwined and fingers were locked together as he pointed to the cream L-shaped sofa.
He didn't answer my question, instead, he asked me again as if he hadn't heard me ask at all.
"What do you think of that L-shaped sofa, sweetheart?"
"Uhm... that's nice." I replied nodding and looked back at the seater that he is pointing at.
"If I would build a house for you or buy you instead, how would you like the interior to be?"
Although I felt strange with his question, I still answered it with the color I want for my dream house.
"Purple." I answered then I shrugged.
"That's what I thought." He muttered lowly before giving me a light chuckle.
"Why? You know that's my favorite."
"I know, sweetheart." He chuckled again. He even kissed my knuckles, the one he held in his hand. "Come on, help me choose the best furniture."
"Wait! Are you going to change those in your penthouse?"
"Our penthouse, Sophia. It's our penthouse, not just mine."
"Fine, our penthouse, but are you going to buy them for the penthouse?"
"Excuse me, Sir, can you show us your showroom for the dining tables?" But I frowned when he asked the sales representative who was assisting us instead of answering my question first.
What the hell? Why does he always ignore my question? I sighed inwardly as they discussed the showroom and a few minutes later, I found my feet walking behind the sales representative while my hand was still entangled with my husband.
He let me choose or rather say he let me decide what types of furniture and other stuff I would like for the whole house, even for the small details such as paintings, wall decorations and color of the curtains.
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After spending almost three hours in the furniture shop, he pulled me towards the women's boutique despite my protest and had completely forgotten my question earlier.
"Wait! What are we doing here?" I whispered tugging the side of his jacket.
"What else? We'll buy you lots of clothes, sweetheart."
"But I still have those dresses you bought me, remember? I haven't even touched them."
"It's okay, we will still buy you dress, shoes and accessories today---"
"What will I do with a lot of dress, I rarely go to parties."
"Nah! Not this time." He shook his head and I arched an eyebrow, showing him my confusion and a silent question. Then he smiled and gave me a loud kiss on the forehead. "Because from now on, you are going to different parties with me... lots of parties, sweetheart. And speaking of which, KI corporation organizes a thanksgiving party this Wednesday and I want you to be there for me."
"Alright, I'm going with you but you don't have to buy me anything."
"No, that's not gonna happen. I will buy you everything you need and anything you want not because you ask me but because I can."
"But I told you----"
"And I also told you that I am a billionaire, so if you're thinking it's going to be a waste of money to buy you these things, then take it out from your little head as I will keep buying and give you these things no matter how you protest."
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