Torn between Love and Hate

Thirty-Seven

"First I want you to eat. Hmm? Look I made this for you and I hope that you will like it." he said nervously.

Dara was still a little stunned and speechless. But she snapped out of it. "Oh wow! Okay," she said and was about to get up, and when the blanket slides down her body and she froze. She's naked. She panicked and covered herself with it right away.

Jiyong chuckled as he said, "Babe you don't need to be shy in front of me anymore. I have seen and tasted everything already." he arrogantly said, with a wink.

Dara's eyes popped out and her cheeks turned beet red which compelled Jiyong to love her more. "Wait! What!?" he thought to himself.

"Uhmm...can I at least borrow a shirt from you?" she awkwardly asked and Jiyong nodded. He got up to go to his walk-in closet and took a plain white shirt for her. He also took his time about him loving her more. He stopped for a moment to grasp all this. But before anything else he needs to give her this shirt first. So he came out with his shirt and Dara took it and put it on right away. Though she still doesn't have any underwear on.

Jiyong waited for her and then he placed the tray in front of her. Dara was touched because no one has ever made breakfast for her in bed. Jiyong noticed this and asked. "What's wrong?" Dara just smiled at him and took a bite of the sandwich he made for her.

"Mmm...this is good. Are you sure you're the one who made this?" she teased him.

"I may not be good in household chores but I at least can make a mean sandwich," he said being proud of himself as he also took a bite of his sandwich. Dara chuckled at his arrogance as she shakes her head. They ate and chat for a bit and they both decided for Jiyong to help her do her laundry.

After they finished and washed the dishes they proceeded to get Dara's laundry basket and there she was able to grab the first undies she gets which happens to be a thong. But still no bra. They then went down to the laundry room in the back of the house.

"Why didn't you allow the maids to this for you?"

"Because...I am more than capable of doing things for myself. Why would I pass it to other people?" she was saying as she started loading her colors first, added the liquid detergent, set it up to the correct cycle, and closed the lid. Little did Jiyong know that she has been doing her laundry, cleaning her room and bathroom ever since she got here.

Jiyong was just watching her do all that while he is beyond amazed at how she can be the founder and a CEO of a company and be a normal woman who knows how to take care of the house and herself without relying on anyone.

"You are an amazing woman you know that?" Jiyong is proudly complimenting her and she is his wife.

"Well thank you, Mr. Kwon. It's not that difficult you know. All it takes is determination and willingness to take up challenges that will benefit you in a good way." she smiled at him which again took his breath away.

They returned to the main house and Dara automatically asked Alexa to play eighties music. Jiyong smiled to himself and Dara saw this.

"What are you smiling about? May I asked?" as she eyed him.

Jiyong is just feeling beyond happiness which he never thought that he would ever feel in this lifetime. He just pretended while he shrugged off his shoulders, and said. "Nothing." then he added. "You must love the eighties music a lot."

"Because for me they are the best era when it comes to music. The music back then is more meaningful and it shoots you straight to the heart."

"I couldn't agree more," he said.

Dara then decided to go down the hall to the closet where all the cleaning supplies are being stored. Jiyong creased his brows when she came out with a vacuum cleaner, wipes, and disinfectant spray. Of course, he does not need to ask her what she will do with it. It's obvious.

But when she started to carry the vacuum cleaner he immediately ran towards her to help. "Where do you want this?"

She replied by saying, "Upstairs in my room."

Stunned Jiyong stopped for a sec but proceeded anyway. He easily carried the vacuum up to her room and when they reached her room he stopped, looked at her and she placed his hands on his hips. Just then Dara questioned him.

"What's wrong?"

Jiyong then pinched the bridge of his nose as he asked. "Do you carry that vacuum up here all by yourself?"

Dara creased her brows and said. "Yes. I do. Something wrong?"

"So if you carry it up here, do you also carry it back down? He annoyingly asked.

"Ahh...yes I do of course I have to bring it back." Dara frowned at his question.

Jiyong hissed but at the same time trying to control his anger. "Okay. Can you just do me a favor?" Dara furrowed her brows as she is also getting irritated herself. Jiyong noticed it and so he took a deep breath and calmly moved towards her and place his hands on her shoulders.

"Babe. I didn't have any clue that you have been doing all these by yourself and it's just not sitting well with me." Dara was about to open her mouth but Jiyong kissed her. The kiss deepened and he finally ended it sweetly. He placed his forehead against her and continue to say, "I just didn't want you to get hurt while carrying that heavy vacuum up here or by bringing it back down for that matter." he then looked at her in the eye. "That vacuum weighs a ton than you babe. I don't know what I'm going to do if something happens to you. Do you understand me?" Dara could only nod for this is the first time that he showed his feelings towards her.

Satisfied he asked her, "Okay, let's do this." Then he turned the vacuum on and started vacuuming while Dara started wiping everything in her room.  When Jiyong finished vacuuming he helped Dara wiping. After that Dara went to the bathroom pulled out her stack of bathroom cleaners from her under the sink drawer along with the pink gloves. Jiyong grinned to himself upon seeing all these. His wife is really something else. He watched as she started spraying the toilet bowl with the disinfectant spray and started scrubbing. One side of her hair had gotten loose and so he went to her and down to his knees as he tries to fix it. They stared at each other for a bit and smiled at each other. Up next was the bathtub after that shower stall. During the time Dara was cleaning the bathtub Jiyong place a grub hub order for their dinner.

He then heard her scream which made him immediately run to the bathroom. "Dara!" he called out with a worried look. There he saw Dara in the shower stall soaking wet. His eyes traveled down her body as his shirt is sticking close to her sexy body. Giving him a one h*** of a view to look at.