She came out of the bathroom a few minutes later and saw Michael was still kneeling down with a sullen mood.

Sara chuckled seeing this cute baby in a grown man. "What are you laughing at?" He asked in sullen mood.

"Obviously at you." She snugged. She went close to him and bent down to look at him.

"Where are you going wearing these?" Michael asked seeing that Sara was not wearing her normal office clothes but a casual outfit.

"I will go to look at the hall for the fashion show and then practice car racing then have dinner with my racer friends. That's why." She said thinking about it.

"You will not have dinner with me?" Michael asked being a little sad that she was not going to be with him for the whole day.

"No, you will come with me for dinner." She said seeing that he became said after hearing her. She smiled seeing him.

"Honey" he went forward to hug her but Sara stopped him from doing it.

"Don't hug. Go and get freshen up first. I am going to make breakfast." She said getting up. 

"Why?" Michael argued like a small kid.

"Do you want to kneel down again?" Sara glared at him. 

"No, I am going." Seeing her glare, he immediately ran away to the bathroom without waiting for a second.

Sara huffed and went to the kitchen. She finally realized how big the house is. She is now confused where to go. She was always bad in direction and this house not less than a maze.

"What the hell is this house? People nowadays only want to show off their money don't want comfort!" She cursed the house. 

"What are you doing here? I thought you were going to the kitchen?" Michael asked from behind seeing her like a confused person who doesn't know where to go.

"Nothing, showing off your money. Where is the kitchen?" She said in a grumpy mood.

"It's in the ground floor not here. I will take you there come." Michael said controlling his laughter. He knew that she was bad with directions but he never thought she would lose her way in a house. 

"No need, I can go by myself." She said acting again like a tsundere.

Michael chuckled softly, "okay, but if you get lost, don't think I will come." He said shrugging his shoulders.

Sara stopped in her tracks and gulped, she knows that she will surely get lost in this house. She only the way to the exit but if she gets lost she may not find that way also. On finding the exit way she didn't take much time but the kitchen, she will take an eternity or maybe longer than that.

"Er, You go first, I will walk behind you." She said awkwardly smiling. 

"I don't want to go first. I am a gentleman you know, I should respect ladies. Ladies first." Michael started teasing her.

"You gentleman," She sarcastically remarked."Are you still in your dreams?" 

"What dreams? I am a gentleman, okay." Michael stated.

"You can't be gentleman. You can only be narcissist, shameless, pervert, crazy bastard nothing more than that." Sara pointed out.

"I am that only with you otherwise I am a gentleman." Michael said winking towards her.

"Narcissist." Sara commented on his behavior.

"What? You don't need my help" Michael glared at her.

"Nothing, let's go now." Sara change the topic and pulled him.

"Hm" Michael nodded and lead the way. 

After reaching the kitchen, Sara finally feel relieved. She sat down on the dining table 

chair. Michael giggle on seeing her. "What do you want to eat?" Michael asked putting the apron.

"Wait, I will cook." Sara got up from her place and went to the kitchen.

"Go and sit down." Michael send her away from the kitchen.

"But.."Sara tried to argue with him.

"No, but go and sit down." Michael shut her down and make her seat in a chair in front of the kitchen counter.

"Now tell what do you want to eat?" Michael asked her.

"Hm, anything is okay." Sara said thinking for sometime.

"..." 

"What?" Sara asked seeing his stare.

"Then I will make tomato soup and stir fry carrot, spinach, cowpea with some peanut or do you want spinach juice also." Michael asked her mockingly knowing that all of these vegetables are hated by her.

"What are you trying to say?" Sara glared at him in anger. She knows it was fully intentional. He knows that she hates eating this food but he was still mocking her with those foods.

"Nothing just making a healthy breakfast for my wife." Michael said smiling.

"You! You know that I hate these things." Sara gritted her teeth in anger.

"Why do you hate them?" Michael asked looking at her.

"Because ......I don't like them." Sara said not finding any reason.

Michael shakes his head seeing her being picky with food again.

"If you are going to make those. I am not going to eat. I am going." Sara said getting up from her seat.

"Okay, fine. I will make what you like." Michael accepted his defeat seeing her going. 

"How about pasta?" Michael asked her.

"I need red sauce one." Sara demanded before sitting down on her chair. 

"Yes ma'am." Michael said before starting his cooking.

Sara sat down and look at him. She can't deny that he look extremely handsome when he was cooking. She was literally drooling over him. Well, now she thinks carefully she actually got profit on marrying a man like him. He is handsome like every woman dream of. He can cook and rich. He even make her happy all the time. He had uncountable merits she thought.

"Honey, don't drool over me, drool over your food." Michael said placing the food in front of her.

Sara became embarrassed after hearing him. "Who said I was looking at you? I was looking at my food, what if you put something I hate." Sara make excuse.

"Yes, yes. You are not drooling over me right you are drooling over the food." Michael said.

"Obviously." Sara replied him.

Michael can't make her accept the truth.