Chapter 8

"W-Wife ..." he hesitantly called Laila. Discreetly nervous that his wife might already know what he was doing.

Laila burst out laughing, "Just kidding, Hubby. Your reaction is ridiculous. Anyway, it's nice. Those clothes suit you. You're getting more handsome," she retorted.

Vincent chuckled hesitantly at Laila's prank.

"Your joke is terrible, Wife. Do you want to kill me?" he joked back while putting down the specified foods.

The woman stopped laughing and eyed him.

"That's a lot. There is probably nothing left in your salary," Laila said softly as she watched what he was doing.

"D-Don't bother about it. The important thing is that you can eat nutritious food. One of these days you might have surgery."

"Really? B-But where are we going to fetch the money for the fee? You don't earn that much from your job."

He just smiled. "I borrowed from my friend Billy and from the manager of my workplace. It's a fortunate thing because they are kind," he lied.

"A-Ah ... T-Thank you, then. I swea