Thirty three

Ava's POV

"You shouldn't yell at me. I am your wife" I yelled as I tried to put on my seatbelt, he became mute, and he didn't act as if he cares anymore. This pathetic！ I need to toss about Nina with him but he will turn a deaf ear.

Dyrus stared at the rare mirror as he turned the steering to his right side which made me hit my head against the seatbelt holder.

"Oww," I winced as I placed my hand on my forehead, the car engine slackens as Dyrus slowly removed my palm from my forehead.

"Are you alright？" He asked as he took a look at my forehead.

"No, I am not fine" I lied, I faked the accident to draw his attention and heart closer. I couldn't bear the awkward silence, it was frustrating.

"You wack at pretending, darling" Dyrus said as he let go of my hand and focused his eyes on the road, a smile crept on his face as I waggled his hair with my fingers, trying to tease him.

"Why are you sure？" I blurted out as he switched on the air conditioner which cooed my day as romantic jazz mu