Taming My Arrogant Husband novel Chapter 94

"Do you want this food on your desk or here on the small table?" Instead, I asked, ignoring his weird question. 

"No! Put them in the trash can!"

"Huh?" My mouth, as well as my eyes, opened wide when I heard his words. "But why, Mr. Kelley? She personally cooked this food for you---"

"You can take that if you want, Denise!"

I wonder if he knows what's inside of the bag. I realized that he's not a good actor or he can't be an actor even in a short film or movie. I saw the surprised look in his eyes when I mentioned his wife but he immediately covered it with a serious expression. 

"Are you sure, Mr. Kelley?"

I asked again but he didn't answer and he turned his eyes back to his computer screen. 

"Hmm... this food smell so nice... so delicious! I wonder what's inside of this bag."

I pretended to open the bag with my eyes on him, but he continued to ignore me. 

"Oh, my God----"

"Denise!" He yelled. 

"Sir?"

"Get out!"

"Uhmm... okay. I'll go back to my desk, Mr. Kelley."

I took the bag and headed towards the door, but I intentionally opened the food container to let him smell the delicious aroma of the food. 

"Oh, fried chicken! This is my favorite!"

I raised my voice excitedly and that made him look up, blinking. 

"Thank you so much, Sir, for giving me your lunch. I'm sure, just by its smell, this is the most delicious FRIED CHICKEN on earth!"

"Denise---"

"Bye, Sir. I'll go back to my desk!"

I opened the door, laughing silently at his expression. Maybe he was going to take this back based on his reaction. 

So I waited for him outside his office, standing in front of the double wooden door while holding the paper bag in my hands. But a few minutes have passed, he didn't open the door. I just sighed and about to go to my desk when I heard Mr. Peterson's voice behind me. 

"What are you doing here, Denise? And what's inside that brown paper bag? Is that food?"

I mentally rolled my eyes before explaining to him what happened and why I am standing outside Mr. Kelley's office. 

"He told you that he doesn't have a wife and throw that food in the bin?"

His eyes were wide in shock and I nodded. 

"If he doesn't happen to be my friend, I think I've already punched his balls! I don't understand why he has to do that?"

"Well, we can't do anything about it." I shrugged. "As you said, he is your friend but he is my boss."

He sighed loudly, shaking his head. 

"Anyway, can I also share with the delicious fried chicken inside that bag?"

"How did you know that fried chicken is inside of this, Mr. Peterson?"

"It's one of my favorite food, so how wouldn't I know it. And anyway, I told you to call me Andrew!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Peterson but I'm used to calling you by your last name."

"But what if we're already married, would you still call me Mr. Peterson?" He winked at me but I just chuckle at him. 

"Haha... in your dreams, Sir."

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After one hour... in front of Secretary Denise desk... 

Mr. Peterson and I shared a look when we saw our boss came out of his office. 

"Oh, my God! I'm so full! Thank you, Denise, for sharing your lunch and for the delicious fried chicken!"

I tried to suppress my laugh when Mr. Kelley glared at him. He wasn't looking at Mr. Kelley but me while rubbing his stomach.