Don't just act like a cute kitten, I'm willing to die for you. As long as the laughter is always yours.
And for the laughter that I chant you with great pride, thank you, because I was the one who was the reason.
~ Hans Matthew, ~
"Baby because you have apologized, then I will just forgive you," Achiera replied still in her angry tone.
"It's done, please take it off the stove and serve it for me real fast. I'm hungry." Hans ordered her and went to sit down to the dining table.
Without an answer, Achiera did what she was told as she also cooked just for Hans.
"Please eat Mr. President Director Hans Matthew, I hope it suits your spicy tongue," said Achiera sweetly with a sneer.
"Looks like you're getting more and more brave," said Hans, then casually fed the food into his mouth.
"How about the taste?" asked Achiera excitedly.
"Of course it will not taste bad because there is my interference," answered Hans arrogantly.
