Taming My Arrogant Husband novel Chapter 30

Sophia's POV:

It's been thirty minutes since I called Alex and told him that we already know where his wife is. Bryan called me this morning confirming Rian's location.

The moment I ended the call, I suddenly felt anxious as if I was feeling something was going wrong.

I sighed and tried to shake off those thoughts. I sat down on the couch and continued listening to the music of Madilyn Bailey.

Another thirty minutes passed but the uncomfortable feeling still bothers me, so I decided to go to the kitchen to prepare something for lunch. I found Nanay Emily in the kitchen counter and glanced at what she was cooking.

"Hi, Nanay Emily." I greeted her, smiling as the delicious aroma of the food she was cooking filled my nostrils. "What are you cooking?"

"I'm cooking menudo, Anak. Your husband asked me this morning to cook his favorite dish for lunch."

"He asked that for his lunch?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows. "He didn't go to work?"

"No, he said he'll wait for an update about Rian."

"Ohh..." I said nodding. I bite my lips when I realized I haven't told him yet that we already know about his sister's location.

"By the way, he's in the gym, do you want to talk to him?"

I looked at her smiling face and shook my head.

"I'll just send him a message, Nanay."

She suddenly chuckled. "Why do you have to send him a message if you can go directly to the gym and talk to him?"

I just smiled at her and shrugged my shoulders. The truth is, I don't want to talk to him as I still remember what he did yesterday at Alex's house in front of his parents. He acted like a jealous and possessive husband to me.

I took my phone and began to type the message I wanted to tell him.

I didn't wait for his reply and put the earphones back to my ears. Well, I'm honestly not expecting any response from him. 

I opened the fridge and took all the ingredients I need for my fried chicken recipe.

-'If he has Menudo, then I have fried chicken.'-

I was swaying my hips and enjoying the 'Happy Song' of Pharrell Williams while cooking my delicious fried chicken when I noticed someone's watching me from behind. I turned around to see my arrogant husband standing at the door with his hands on his pockets and watching me move inside the counter.

I just ignored him and continued dancing while singing the song lyrics.

"What are you cooking?" 

I jumped in shock when I suddenly heard his voice behind me. I looked at him raising my eyebrow. I really wanted to say...'none of your business' but I changed my mind.

"I am cooking fried chicken, my royal highness." I answered smiling and bowed in front of him as he's a real King.

He went inside the kitchen counter and snatched two pieces of my precious fried chicken. I gasped and my eyes widened when run outside. I screamed but it's too late because he already shove it to his mouth.

"What are you doing?" I asked narrowing my eyes at him.

"Eating my fried chicken." He smirked and shrugged.

"But that's mine! I didn't cook that for you, I cooked that for myself!" 

"Oops! I'm sorry sweetheart, I thought you wanted to share it with me because I am your husband." He smirked.

"What the fuck!" I unconsciously muttered which vanished his smirk.

"I guess you didn't learn your lesson, sweetheart."He said seriously and stepped towards me.

"And what's that lesson you're talking about?" I didn't move and waited for what he's planning to do.

But to my surprise, he walked past me and go directly inside the counter to get another two pieces of my fried chicken.

"I swear to God, I'm going to kill you, Daniel Kelley!" I said through gritted teeth as I run after him around the counter.

I gulped when I heard his laugh, not the laugh he always gives me but a boyish one. If we were in a different situation or if we were just friends, I would greet his laugh and I will tell him...

-'I hope you always do that because you become more handsome when you laugh.'-

But no, we're not friends so I would never do that!

"You're like Rian, are you really going to kill me just for fried chicken?"

"Because that's not for you and I didn't cook that for you! Argh!" I shouted narrowing my eyes at him. I was about to chase him again, but I felt my phone vibrates inside my pocket.