Chapter 117 I Am Your Wife (2/2)

Lucian stood up and took his gaze away from Shelly. ”Don't ever try to fool me,” he warned coldly.

”Okay,” Shelly meekly replied. With that, Lucian started to head upstairs.

Suddenly, she remembered of the candlelight dinner she had prepared. Hope was rekindled on Shelly's heart. Pushing Lily aside, she quickly ran upstairs with Lucian.

When Lucian opened the door to the bedroom, he was shocked to see all the things Shelly had prepared. After a short while, a wave of anger suddenly rushed through him.

”Lucian, do you like it?” Shelly stepped forward and shook Lucian's arm like a spoiled child. She didn't notice the anger on Lucian's face at all.

”You have ten minutes to clean all of this up,” Lucian said through his teeth.

”What...” Shelly stammered, her face falling. ”I spent the whole day on it,” she said as she bit her lip, ”If you don't like it, it's really fine by me. But how can you just ask me to throw it all away so easily?”

In the past, she was naughty and self-willed and Lucian would tolerate her. But now, they were a couple and he should have been closer to her. However, he just looked down on her as if she was his enemy.

”Fine. If you want to keep it that much, move it all to the guest room,” Lucian frowned.

The way he had been treating Shelly made her feel like a fool.

”I'm your wife!” she yelled at him, ”Don't you feel a little bit of guilt whenever you asked me to go back to the guest room?”