Chapter 10

MAYARA

“Oh, my beautiful wife is still awake?” He commented in a cranky voice, throwing his blazer aside.

“I want to tell you something.” I nervously moulded my words and his eyebrows shot up.

Then only I realized that how much tired his eyes were; craving for sleep. His lips dried and his face holding no emotions.

He do needs a proper sleep. Should I tell him or not? No, I won’t. If I do so, he might get upset and not sleep at all.

“You’ll have your dinner here or come downstairs?” I quickly changed the topic.

“I am not famished at all.” He replied and entered into the bathroom, closing the door behind with a loud thud.

I felt my stomach grumbling in appetite. Soon he came out of the shower, dressed only in sweatpants. Water dripping down to his chest. My belly began forming twisted knots but quickly I shifted my

eyes.

“You had dinner or not?”

“Yes.” I lied but my stomach decided to betray me by making that grumbling sound