How To Get A Divorce From A Billionaire ?

Episode 21

Once Eliyas finished talking about his struggle of living as a "restrained male" with his wife I had no comment to make, it was inappropriate to praise him for being so professional in this aspect to the point where I had started to question my womanhood, and it was inappropriate as well to say:

" keep the good work! You were doing just excellent! I can't promise you though to make things easier for you because this woman will remain tempting even wearing a large hijab!"

So I ended up spending a long time trying to suppress my laughter and unexplainable joy just to say in the end:

_"oh.. I see"

I headed towards the kitchen to cook right after I said this short sentence leaving Eliyas staring at me dumbfounded, I had the widest grin on my face the moment I gave him my back, needless to say it, this attractive woman - of course I mean me- had suddenly gained back her appetite and energy, and decided to lead the life of a healthy eating person.

I opened the fridge to see what I should make, unlike the poor view I used to see in the past .. My current fridge was full of all sorts of vegetables, cheese, sauces .. You name it. Of course it wasn't me who bought all of this, it was the victim of this attractive woman namely Eliyas who did, although I didn't cook for days.. Yet the fridge was constantly filled and what was expired or rotten was constantly cleaned. Speaking about this, I almost swear that some secret housekeeper is actually coming to the house in the time when I go to work, this housekeeper must be doing her job so professionally that when I come back home I find it just the way I left it, still the furniture is magically industed, the floor is magically clean and shining and the glass of the windows as transparent as the air.

The fridge too.. It's always filled and cleaned although I never witnessed that man walking inside the house holding a bag of groceries.

Being on the receiving end with lots of benefits, I decided to play the role of a naive oblivious girl who can't even make the difference between kiwi and potatoes, therefore I never commented on the matter.

I was in the mood to sing in the kitchen, somehow the woman inside me got an euphoric boost to her ego, I barely finished taking out the milk from the fridge when Eliyas followed me inside the kitchen and said in a rather displeased way:

_"Noursine! How can you just walk away when we haven't finished talking yet!"

I looked at him feeling very pleased in contrast with his bad mood and I said:

_" do I need to remind you that I haven't eaten anything since yesterday?.. I'm starving.. The brain needs energy to work too, so how do you expect me to have a serious discussion while starving? We eat first and talk later"

_" at least dry your hair first, you cook lunch later before essalat ( the prayer), Let's just order something for now and finish talking."

His line of thinking and acting was very appeasing to me that day, Since that man rarely gives me such vibe in which I feel treasured, admired.. And desired, I felt so overwhelmed with emotions.

I suddenly was reminded of those catastrophe movies where the whole world is literally falling apart and coming to an end yet your main leads are still very idle as to find time for hugs and kisses, if the one should learn one tip from that dramatic exacerbation then it is that the one should give up to the rush of his feelings before it's too late.

I was this kind of women who followed the wit of the moment and showed exactly what's in her heart for a long time, i was so carefree and bold around Eliyas when we married, back then if my article was successfully published I'd kiss him, if my manager praised me I'd go kiss my husband too, one day I opened our room's door.. I ran towards the sofa where he was sitting and working on his laptop, I threw my self on him and I rained his face with kisses, when he asked me what was making me in such a happy mood all at sudden I replied: