A Mafia's Secret Wife

Chapter 34

KRIS

I gave her a cold stare when I entered the room. Her silly smile flashed stupidly at me.

I extended my middle finger toward her. She immediately pouted her lips and crossed her arms over her chest like a sulking little kid.

My foot strode slowly and I took a seat beside her hospital bed as locked my eyes on her. "Para sa'n nga ulit ang training?" I asked while fixing her blanket.

She smiled before she spoke. "Para maging malakas?" she answered happily.

I let out a harsh breath. "To survive, you damn moron," I corrected, pinching the side of her hips.

She pressed a hand on her mouth to prevent from making a sound. "Sorry, Boss," she apologized while grinning so stupidly.

I shoved some of my hair back away from my face. "So weak and stupid," I mumbled and jutted upright from seat to reach her face.

"Look at this, you got a scratched on your face. You've gotten uglier when I was just a few days away from you," I stated, scanning her face.

"Hindi ko naman kasi alam," she reasoned out, giving me a pleading expression.

I pinched her nose. "Tanga," I commented as held her stare.

"Nakakasakit kana, Boss," she suddenly said with a serious face.

My head jerked in the direction of the door when it slowly opened. I raised a brow when Deth entered confidently the room.

I tilted my head when my attention went back to my moron wife. "Should I apologize then?" I asked sweetly, brushing my fingers in her face.

She nodded instantly as she looked at me. I snorted to her response.

"Sorry?" I said as pinched hard both sides of her cheeks.

"Aw, aw, Hubby. Sorry na po," she dared, trying to appeal to me.

I grinned widely. "Apology accepted, my moron wifey," I replied, plastering a fake smile as my eyes squinted.

"Ehem, may tao," Deth interrupted.

My eyes darted in her direction. "You should know your mistakes, my dear little cousin," I implied at her, walking towards her.

I grabbed her neck and dragged her out with me. "Tyler, guard this room well," I commanded to my subordinate, standing outside of the room.

He nodded but suddenly paused from opening his mouth. " What is it?" I asked and stood in front of him.

"Pwede pumasok kami sa loob, Boss?" he queried. "Hindi pa kasi natapos yung larong sungka namin," he continued that made rose a brow.

"If that's what she wants, feel free to entertain her," I responded, sighing in exhaustion because of that dog.

"Bakit mo pa kasi pinakasalan ang bobong 'yun," Deth hissed as she marched her foot, walking after me.

Bakit nga?

"Bakit napasok ang training grounds?" I asked back, dodging her question.

She clicked her tongue. "They're dead if I know beforehand," she answered, gritting her teeth.

I smirked at her reason. "So, you don't know?" I said, clarifying her complex answer.

"Edi sorry, potangina," she replied rudely that pissed me off.

I grabbed her neck again, gripping tighter than before. "You don't know?" I repeated my phrase, emphasizing every word.

"Sorry, Boss," she answered in a struggle.

"Apology accepted."

I snorted when I realized that there's no point in making all my people apologize.

"Yeah, right. I need their apologetic pleads instead," I muttered as I cackled.

"That would make me feel better," I added.

Hurting my moronic wife that acts like a stupid dog. How dare you, low lives!

IVAN

Tyler massaged my stiff shoulder as he supports me with my game. I frowned as I concentrated.

"Madam, ang tagal mo naman," Tyler complained.

I glared at him when I caught him eating secretly. "Subuan mo 'ko para Manalo tayo," I demanded, opening my mouth wide.

He scratched his chin. "Paa mo naman 'yung napano, hindi 'yung kamay mo," he mentioned, still grabbing a fist of food and tossing it to his mouth.

"Mamalasin tayo pagginait ko ang kamay ko," I reasoned and winked at him.

He tittered. "Ubos ko na," he said, lifting the empty bowl.

"Tangina 'to," I cursed him out.

Suddenly another man in black barge inside the room. "Oy may lilinisin daw ngayong gabi si Boss, kaya ayusin niyo ang pagbabantay sa aso niya," he said and left after delivering the message.

I clicked my tongue. "Buti pa 'yong aso may paki ka," I muttered, stabbing my husband in my head.

Sana pinakasalan mon a lang ang aso mo. Pesti!

To be continued...