Married to Miss Temperamental

Chapter 1

I get out of Freen's office looking like I eat some spicy food because of how red my face gets.

I squeezed her breasts!

Damn it Rebecca!

"It's her fault! She scared me!" I mumbled to myself. But her chest were so fluffy and soft. Makes me wanna squeeze it again. "Shut up Becky! Your not a pervert!" I exclaimed.

Freen and I were married. I was 18 and she was 22 when we got married, it was our grandparent's will. To get the Armstrong and the Chankimha children in one. It was not supposed to be me, it was supposed to be Richie and Freen but since Richie got sick when they were about to get engaged and it worsen so I have to take his place. In short, I married Freen Sarocha. The cold aura girl, the moody woman, and the dead face professor. Yes, I married her, I married my brother's fiancee.

We have been living together for four years. And inside those four years both of us live base on how we want it to be. No one knows I am her wife, and no one knows she got married.

Freen was beautiful, she was ethereal.  Her face look like a royal blood, she was so beautiful. But the only thing that makes me dislike her is her cold aura. And she pisses me of everytime she could.

"Heyy! Your lost in your thoughts again! What did your wife made you do this time?" Irin asked the moment I arrived at the cafe.

"She just scold me for being late."

" Oh! Really? She scold you?" She asked again so I nodded. " Then why is your face so red Rebecca?"

"What?"

"Your blushing. What happened back there? Did you do the deed?" She asked so I smacked her head so hard making her rub it with her hand.

"What was that for?"

"Why would we do the deed when both of us dislike each other! Stupid!", I replied.

"Fine! Then why were you late and why is your face so red?"

"I told you my alarm didn't ring okay? I was so tired so I didn't know I overslept."

"You must have did something last night that's why you were tired." She teased so I glared again and she covered her head afraid to be smack the second time around.

"Shut up okay!"

"What's wrong with your face? Did you eat spicy foods? Why are you so red?" She asked. Damn it! Stop asking Irin I don't wanna think about it.

"I u-uhm... I"

"Don't lie Becky!"

"I..."

"......."

"I squeezed her breasts!" I whispered bowing down my head in embarrassment.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" She suddenly scream making me cover my ear and the whole cafe look at our direction.  "Err, sorry." She exclaimed beaming a soft smile to everyone who go back and focus on their own business.  " Is she a good kisser? Was it good? Did you lost it?"

*Slap*

"Ow! What's that for?" She asked. " You keep hitting me twice!"

"That's for being so dirty minded! Go to church and repent! Your so gross!"

"Then what happened?"

"She snatched my phone okay! She shoved it on her chest and I was snatching it back when I suddenly —"

"You suddenly snatched the wrong phone!"

"It's not a phone!"

"It's her breast!"