The president's seventh bride novel Chapter 22

"Can you stop talking to me in such a commanding tone every time?" Alicia stared at him angrily, "If you had been nicer, I would still have an appetite. But now I have no appetite at all after listening to your words."

Carlos snorted, "I have already shown you respect to come up to call you for dinner, don't be ungrateful."

"Thank you for the respect, but I'm not going to show you respect, so please go out and don't bother me again."

"Well, are you shooing me away? Don't forget, this is my home!"

"It's your home, but it's also my home. We are husband and wife. We are equal. If you have the right to come in, I have the right to let you out."

Carlos had never been so ignored by a woman. He was blue in the face suddenly. He grabbed her wrist and warned, "If you were not a woman, I would whack you!"

"Do you think you say so, I will give in to you? Threats will never work on me."

Carlos was deeply regretted. Didn't he open the door to a dangerous person? How could he be obsessed and give this woman a chance? If he knew that to give others a way out was to give himself a dead end, he would certainly not push himself here.

"One last time, will you go downstairs, or not?"

The handsome face was like a pool of ice water, sending out the chill. Alicia quitted while she was ahead, so her tone softened, "I know that mom must have threatened you, and I don't want to embarrass you. So, I'll go downstairs with you to have dinner, but you have to promise me a request."

"What?"

"Tomorrow is the anniversary of our school, and there will be a celebration banquet in the evening. I want to invite you to join me."