Liam's POV"Liam Matthews, where the hell are you?" My nine months pregnant wife was shouting for me."Coming, Little peach," I shrieked from the kitchen.Huh! My bad luck. I hired an Indian chef to fulfil her appetites but this time she was carving for Chinese and Spanish food. The most horrible task is she wants me to cook for her.It was not enough, the Indian chef left the job as he doesn't have a lot of work here and I also let him go. Now, today she wants to eat Idli Sambar. I'm the emperor cooking for her. Wow!"Liam... We are hungry," She shouted again. "Coming..." I retorted running with the plate filled with the other stupid Indian food. Whatever, I became fond of Indian food with her."Here is your dish, baby," I chuckled seeing her crying face.She started eating like her life depends on it. Today, we are alone at home. Bryan's wedding is fixed tomorrow. So all of the family members are out. Some of them for shopping and some of them went