?BETROTHED
TO A
MISANDRIST ??
(? Fire and ice…?)
By: Diamond Zayne ✍?
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CHAPTER 42&43
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“He’s lying! You naughty child!” She slapped him playfully.
“I’m not lying, we haven’t had our first kiss.” He said.
“He’s lying.” Yolanda said, not ready to give in.
“No I’m not!”
“You are!”
“I’m not!”
“You are!”
“I’m not!”
They kept on arguing and the emcee face palmed himself, already regretting why he asked that question. What sort of couple are they??
“Okay, okay… Enough of who’s lying now… Forget the question I asked.” He said and Miguel immediately shook his head negatively.
“No, no… We can’t forget it.” He countered.
“What’s your problem?? He’s the emcee and has every right to cancel a question… Right??” She asked the emcee and he hesitantly nodded.
“You’re cheating!” He complained.
“Sorry boo… Ask another question.” She told the emcee and he nodded.
“Why is he obliging??” He asked her in a whisper, looking suspicious.
“Ion know.” She shrugged with a mischievous smile.
?️Last question cancelled.”
“This is unfair.” Miguel mumbled.
“Sadly it is.” Yolanda mumbled in reply.
?️So Mr Miguel, what’s your most memorable moments with your wife? Mind sharing with us?” He asked and Miguel smiled.
Even Yolanda smiled.
“Memorable moments, they’re alot but the most memorable is… The day she was being chased by a cat…” Yolanda gasped.
“Gosh! She had given a rule before that day that I shouldn’t touch her, not hugging, she shouldn’t be addressed as my wife…”
“Miguel…” She whispered, pulling his hand.
He smirked at her.
“Look here she doesn’t want me to give you all the whole gist.” He pouted.
?️C’mon Miguel’s wife, don’t be ki||joy… So Mr Miguel, from what you’ve said, it seems your marriage wasn’t a love one??”
“It wasn’t actually, but it has grown to be… Right??” He asked her but she feigned a scoff, looking elsewhere.
?️Go ahead, I’m intrigued.”
“That day, I was walking on my own strolling through the island when she bumped into me, we both… And yunno… She began cr…”
“Miguel!!” She yelled covering his mouth with her palm and he began muffling.
“Mmmm.” He muffled.
“Must you always be loudmouthed?”She whispered.
“I can’t help it.” He whispered back.
?️ C’mon Miss Yolanda, why are you stopping him from speaking??” He asked Miguel increased his muffles.
?️ C’mon let him speak.” He said and Yolanda was forced to remove her hand from his mouth.
He smirked.
“She was crying…”
“Stop it!!” She shouted, burying her head on his chest at the same time hitting him.
They laughed.
“She’s shy, I should stop teasing her already coz I’m scared of her comeback, it’s always hot.” He said and the emcee laughed.
They continued continue the game till he asked everyone, five questions respectively and the game came to a satisfying end.
Fun filled as he said.
Now it was time for the husbands to cook for their wives and Yolanda already had it in mind to have her revenge.
The three men hung their aprons and walked into the kitchen. Yolanda wished Miguel goodluck as he went to the kitchen, with a mischievous smile on.
She with the two other ladies sat on a chair in the hall, facing the men in the kitchen.
Since the dish their wives asked for wasn’t time taking, they were done in no time and they came out and served for them.
“Your lunch, milady.” Miguel said, serving the food on the table before her.
It was hamburger and grilled cheese with apple juice. He sat on the seat opposite her and waited for her to have a taste of it.
She took the hamburger and had a bite while he watched her with expectant eyes.
Her eyes widened in amazement but she quickly replaced it with disappointment.
She quickly spit out the burger.
“What happened??” Miguel asked immediately, his face fell already.
“Water.” She demanded and he quickly gave her the juice and she took a sip.
“What happened??” He asked again.
“TH?? It’s salty Miguel.” She lied and his eyes widened.
“Salty??”
“Yes. I can’t eat it, get me another one.” She demanded and Miguel’s raised a brow.
They were done with the contest and she was asking him to prepare another food for her, really??
“This is a competition Landa, not our home… I can’t just prepare another meal..”
“Hey mister! Your attention is needed!” She called out to the emcee’s attention and he came forward.
“Look here Mister, the snack my husband made is salty and I asked him to prepare another, he refused is that fair…” She pouted.
“It’s a competition, I can do that when we get home…”
“He won’t do it.”
“C’mon Miguel, who said because it’s a competition, you can’t prepare another meal??” The emcee asked and Miguel shook his head.
He can’t go back to the kitchen and cook another meal, he can’t!
“No, I…”
“Go, go go!” Yolanda grinned and the emcee smirked.
He grudgingly went to the kitchen and began cooking again.
He made sure everything was appropriate and brought the food for her.
Just like the first time, she rejected it claiming I was peppery when it wasn’t.
She kept on frustrating him till he cooked seven different dish for her and brought it to her.
He sat down, watching her as she picked the spaghetti with her fork. He was sweating profusely right now.
He had already made up his mind not to go to kitchen to prepare another dish if she rejected this one, even the emcee wasn’t gonna let it happen.
She has taken alot of their time already.
Yolanda tasted the food, she was about complaining but seeing the glare Miguel was sending her, she gulped down nothing.
“It’s manageable.” She said and he sighed.
**
Romina scoffed as she watched the whole scene with anger boiling in her.
She couldn’t believe that after everything she did, they were still together.
Not able to watch again, she left the hall. She kept pacing outside when Fernando came.
“d@mn her!” She yelled.
“Jealous??” Fernando asked and she hissed.
“I feel like strangling her… I want to drain every blood in her.” She said.
“Your business, but my only warning is that you don’t dare hurt her otherwise you face my wrath… I don’t trust you.” He said and she scoffed.
“You can’t tell me what to do, I’m not the type that listens very well. If it takes eliminating Yolanda to get Miguel, I won’t think twice about it.” She said and walked away.
Fernando clenched his fist, staring at her retreating figure.
**