How To Get My Husband On My Side [meanie]

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 4: 𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖺𝗈 𝗏𝖺𝗇 𝖮𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺

"I asked them to make it light so that you'd feel better."

"No, everything is so good. I guess I was just really nervous. Thank you for your concern."

What here doesn't suit my taste?

The scent of cherry jam applied smoothly on the thin break, hot onion soup, and fish meat covered with unknown sauce was absolutely tempting.

I was always madly hungry.

It's not that I never wanted to eat, but that I ate at a place where I had no choice but to throw up.

In that sense, it was rather more comfortable to have a ball-like event.

No one cared about who ate what in those events.

The only person who could control me was myself.

Minghao, who stared at me for a while, smiled like a happy child, and soon told me to finish up.

After a while, the empty plates were taken away. A fragrant tea and a simple dessert came out.

"As you know, here in Elendale, it's crowded every summer, so I ask for your understandings that my brother might be a little late. My father will not return to the capital until the end of he month due to political issues. I'm sorry for the lack of hospitality."

"Oh, no, I'm fine, I do not mind it."

"Since my mother's death, I've been living in this mansion. I was in charge of the housekeeping, but I can change it to the liking of Wonwoo-shii's preference. If you don't like it or if you're uncomfortable with it, you can ask a maid to switch things."

Ah, '-shii'. A strange and awkward addition to the name.

I pretended to fiddle with the teacup, my eyes gazing downwards.

"Thank you for consideration, but I'd rather it stay the same for a while. I'm not used to the customs here yet and i'm afraid I'll get in trouble if I go too far."

With that impassive look on his face, Minghao, who has put the teacup down, stared at me again.

"There's nothing to worry about. No one would dare think of you like that."

Formal words. Businesslike reaction.

Nevertheless, there were signs of him being surprised and anxious. I smiled innocently as if I didn't know anything and changed the subject.

"More importantly, I'd like to ask you something else."

"Feel free to ask me anything."

"Can you call me Wonwoo for the time being?"

Minghao did not immediately replay.

I looked carefully at his perfect poker face and pretended to swallow in nervousness.

"As you know, I'm a stranger here, and even though I knew what was coming, I'm honestly clueless of how I'll adjust. If I had someone like you as a friend, I'd have a lot of courage..."

"All right."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Uwah, thank you!"

As I leaned forward and held his hands with a wide smile, I felt him trembling. I quickly let go of his hands and moved away, stuttering embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm being rude."

"It's fine."

"T-then can I call you Minghao?"

"It would be nice to be comfortable with each other."