Taming My Arrogant Husband novel Chapter 62

Sophia's POV:

"You can sleep in my room---"

"No!" I cut him off, shaking my head. This idea is ridiculous. 

He closed the front door and walked past me towards the stairs. 

"You will sleep in my room and I will sleep in the guest room!" He glared at me and started walking upstairs. 

I was left speechless until an idea came to my mind. I smiled inwardly and was about to walk back outside when I heard his voice again. 

"Don't you dare continue what you're thinking, Sophia, because they won't let you out of the gate!"

-'This is bullshit!'-

I muttered to myself as I closed my eyes and sighed. I know he was referring to all his security guards. 

"I'm not doing anything and I'm not even moving here!"

"Yeah, but I know you're planning to."

"You said we will talk, then why don't we start the conversation so I can go home now?"

"I told you, this is your home!"

"Why do you keep insisting that this is my home?" He didn't say anything so I kept talking. "If you only want to talk about our marriage or our agreement, then let's talk about it now! I'm so tired, I really want to sleep now and I want to go home! I'm sure Bryan is now worried about me!" I screamed in frustration as I stepped forward. I haven't called him yet. 

"No!"

I looked at him confused. 

"What do you mean no?"

"We will not talk about it tonight."

"What the----"

"You said you're tired, so you have to take rest and we will just discuss it by tomorrow." And he disappeared from my sight. 

"Argh! You're unbelievable!"

As long as I wanted to scream on top of my lungs, I remembered we're not the only people in the house. I could disturb Nanay Emily, Tatay Berto and the other maids if I do it, so I just balled my fists hard and pulled my hair out of frustration. 

...............................................

I was about to knock on his door when it suddenly opened and the face of my handsome but arrogant husband appeared in from of me. 

I gulped as I couldn't help gazing at his well-toned chest. He was now wearing a white shirt that fitted perfectly to his broad shoulders and muscled stomach. And a gray cotton pants that hug his hips and---ohhh. 

"You're drooling, sweetheart."

"Huh! What?" My eyes widened when I looked at him and found him having a mischievous smile on his lips. 

"I said you're drooling."

I bit my lips and lowered my head when I felt my face turned into a thousands shades of tomato.