Chapitre 291: Last Night's Madness

Irene's hand that was closing the door stopped for a moment. She turned to her husband with a faint smile. "So if you make soup for a woman, you will lose your pride as a man?" she asked in a light tone.

James didn't realize the looming danger behind Irene's words. The man took off his robe and threw it on the chair. Then he threw himself onto the bed.

"It's not a matter of making soup or not! A man making soup for his wife shows that he is a good husband! But if Jean keeps on doing this…!"

Before James could finish his sentence, Irene had reopened the door to their room.

"Since you never make soup for me either, does that mean you're not a good husband?" Irene said calmly.

James immediately sat up when he heard Irene's words. He slowly turned his head towards his wife, who was smiling broadly. However, the woman's smile did not reach her eyes. It was at times like this that James knew he had spoken the wrong way and angered his wife.