Arjoona came home early today. After the incident this afternoon in Claire's office, his heart and feelings were disordered. He could not focus on designing and continuing his other work.
Exiting the parking lot, he headed for the Winthrop mansion, where he lived now. Arjoona didn't want to plan to stay in the estate for long. He had saved enough money to buy a house for his future wife. It now seems like a good time. So, Arjoona has contacted a company that has prepared a residence that is not small but not too big.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, Arjoona sat in front of his laptop, receiving various pictures of the housing he would buy. The property agent has prepared everything for Joona. Arjoona smiled when he saw that the house design he wanted was a new housing complex that was not yet crowded.
After binding the agreement, Arjoona will meet the agent in the next few days. Smiling and closing his laptop, Arjoona saw Claire passing by with a babydoll dress in front of him. She looks cute and gorgeous.
'When is she coming home?' - thought Joona to himself. She brought some medicine and bandages and sat in the living room chair far from Joona. Arjoona saw Claire, who was about to bandage her wrist that Joona had griped this afternoon. It looks like she bruised as a result of that hand grip. Arjoona looked down for a moment and felt guilty. He promptly closed the laptop and walked towards Claire.
"Here let me help you," Joona offered softly.
"What are you doing here?" scolded Claire angrily. She was now annoyed to see Arjoona approaching and wanted to treat her.
"I'll help with the dressing." Claire grunted irritably.
"I dont need your help!" replied Claire quickly. She returned to apply anti-bruising cream on her hands. Arjoona let out a heavy sigh and then forced her again, this time he directly pulled Claire's hand.
"Eh, what do you want!"
"Just stop, let me apply the ointment."
"Why, you've hurt me now you feel guilty?" Arjoona snorted and shook his head.
"Nope!" Claire frowned at his answer.
"Then what?"
"Because there will be a spoiled girl who will cry to everyone if I bruise her wrist." Claire instantly glared and didn't even realize that she hit Arjoona with her sore wrist. As a result, she was in even more pain.
"Aaahkk!" Arjoona, who was beaten by Claire, laughed.
"That's called karma!"
"Shut up!" Arjoona stuck out his tongue to mock Claire. But his hand kept pulling Claire's hand to apply the ointment. Joona teased Claire a lot more, so she used another hand to pinch Joona.
"Hey, this oitment will spurt everywhere, hold on a little bit."
"I can treat it myself."
"Be quite, you are so chatty!" Claire wanted to punch Arjoona in the face, who has very smooth facial skin. Claire's bruised hands hurt even more because she pulled them too hard from Arjoona. After grimacing a few times, Claire was finally quiet, dressed by her husband.
From a short distance, Claire could see Joona's face, which was different from all the men she had met. She couldn't deny that Arjoona had his version of good looks. Arjoona might not be the kind of sharp angel-faced guy who instantly caught the eye, but no one could resist his sexy aura. With two distinct dimples, he has many facets of an attractive persona. And Kenanga indeed said Arjoona is dominant and sexy. When compared to Louis, Arjoona might be less handsome in terms of the face. But he had a sexy aura that was obvious even before someone spoke to him. That something makes him so different.
Claire, who realized that she had been staring at Arjoona for a long time, could only bite her lower lip while looking at Joona's attractive lips from the side. This afternoon, those full lips had kissed her.
"Ah, what the hell am I thinking, reboot ..." Claire shook her head.
"Why are you even shaking your head?" asked Arjoona in surprise. His small eyes stared at Claire's hazel brown eyes without blinking. Claire instantly got nervous and swallowed hard.
"Nothing!" Arjoona even raised his eyebrows and shrugged indifferently. He finished wrapping Claire's wrist.
"It's finished, say thank you?" said Arjoona chid, bringing his face closer.
"No way!" said Claire, quickly grabbing her wrist.
"Fine, you have to be taught some manners, I guess!"
"What do you mean?" Arjoona yet to reply, he was interrupted by the maid in their house.
"Sorry Mr. Arjoona and Miss Claire, what do you want to eat for tonight?" Claire and Arjoona simultaneously turned towards the maid. Then I looked at each other again. After a long silence, Claire spoke.
"I'm fine with pasta, please." the waiter nodded and turned her gaze to Arjoona.
"I have no problem eating anything," replied Arjoona. Joona's answer made Claire come up with a snooping idea.
"Then just give him some water." Arjoona turned to Claire and glared.
"But you said you don't have a problem with any menu, it means tap water for dinner is okay," added Claire, teasing Joona even more. Arjoona snorted with a smile showing his dimples.
"No problem, it means I'll just eat a plate together with you. You can just tell me that you want a romantic dinner with me," Claire quickly gasped with her mouth open angrily. She took the sofa pillow and hit Arjoona.
"Aakhhh, why did you hit me?" shouted Joona in surprise.
"What do you mean by saying that!"
"I'm just talking the truth, what's wrong with that?" Arjoona defended himself. The two of them started arguing again, and this time in front of their maid. Even though the question is simple only about the supper menu, Arjoona and Claire can make a long drama. The maid snorted then left without saying anything because Arjoona and Claire were busy quarreling with each other. Nobody wanted to budge, and an annoyed Claire still hit Arjoona with the chair cushion now and then.
"Are they fighting again?" asked one of the servants to the waiter who asked earlier. His friend just nodded slowly.
"How funny is that, they are just like dating couple." the two maids giggled.
"Just look at them later and they will love each other and can't get away, they are just being shy now." her friend nodded too. The two maids went to the kitchen to prepare dinner leaving Arjoona and Claire, who did not stop arguing in the living room.
Arjoona walked into his room with a smile after not stopping teasing and arguing with Claire. His once lonely nights now fills with pranks that he can pass on to his wife. Even though they are not a shared room, but a house with Claire seemed not so bad.
He still didn't stop chuckling, retrieving Claire's behavior, who kept bickering, she didn't want to budge. She even uses the equal bossy mode at work or home, making Arjoona freer to quarrel her more.
"Wait a minute, what am I grinning?" asked Arjoona in surprise to himself. He shook his head quickly before thinking nonsense.