A curious sensation overwhelmed my mind so much. All I want to know, who is she if he knew her just be honest.
"Who is she?" I ask casually, as I get down from the bench to check the oven.
"Don't know," He jumps up himself and gets some cutlery from the drawer.
Seriously, is he really try avoiding this?
Why don't just be honest, before things get more complicated?
"Do you really have no idea who is she?" I ask doubtfully while removing the chicken from the oven and putting it in the pan to finish it off.
"Babe. I really have no idea, but I can guarantee you that I really don't know that woman. Or I will speak to Mi Ke and see if I can verify who she is. But now you need to feed my tummy first?" He sits back down and holds his knife and fork in his hands, upright from the counter.
When he sees me about to go serving up and present him with the first meal that I made for him in his penthouse.
