It's been few months of your arrange marriage. You were in kitchen preparing for dinner til your Husband came and started cutting veggies.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Helping my wife." He said without looking at me.

"You're getting a bit too comfortable with that nickname for my liking."

"I use it to remind you your place."

"And what's that?" Raising your crossing your arms.

"Mine." He said as he stopped and finally turn to you then leans his hips against kitchen counter with a smirk.