Amelia's POV
"Normally, you would have cursed if someone came on weekends. You don't like it when people came over weekends," I told him, in a teasing tone. He rolled his eyes at me, I laughed at him.
"Well, it's not like I don't like it when people come. I just prefer not to like it, because I get to spend less time with you whenever people came over. I just need some special time with my wife and child. After all, I'm needy man." He proudly said, I couldn't help but laugh at his antics.
Sometimes he just acts like a child, specially when he needs attention from me. It does make me think that I have two child, instead of one.
"Then why did you ask them to come?" I asked, looking at him, he sighed and he didn't talk for a while.
As if he didn't know how to answer my question, was it that hard question? I wondered looking at his worried face.
