At 11 pm, Ferdinand had just arrived home in Katherine's car. Yeah, it's a car that he can use as an office facility, so he doesn't need to use a taxi.
Ferdinand entered the house which was so quiet, then went straight to the bedroom and saw Irina who was sitting relaxed watching TV as if she didn't care about his arrival. He put the car keys on the table by the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed while taking off his shoes.
"Honey, please prepare warm water, I want to take a shower," he said.
"I'm not a maid," Irina replied curtly.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm not a maid, so don't tell me to do the work a maid should do!" Irina exclaimed firmly.
Ferdinand was silent, and glanced at the messy bed, even yesterday's clothes were still hanging on the clothes hanger even though Irina should have washed them and tidied up the bed.
"You are not a maid, but you should be doing your job as a wife," he said patiently.
