"Next door?" Michael roared. "Isn't it enough for you to find a random person to disturb our vacation? You even want him to stay next door? I disagree."
"I don't need your permission." I raised my chin and arrogantly said, "I'm the Princess Consort now. I don't like the food in this hotel. I have the right to find a chef I like."
After saying that, I blinked and pretended to be puzzled. "Michael, why are you throwing a tantrum? Theseus is just a chef. It's more convenient for him to stay next door. Also, didn't you say that you were tired of the seafood here two days ago? I'm doing this for your sake."
"I think the food at the hotel is good. There's no need to find someone else," Michael said stiffly.
I looked at Michael's expression and couldn't help but laugh in my heart.
