Bab 51: I Meant What I Said

Their grocery shopping trip did not turn out to be the most pleasant. By the time they got home, it was already after 1 P.M. Wendy restocked the refrigerator with the groceries, then put on an apron, and said, "Go get some rest while I cook lunch for us. What do you want to eat?"

"You don't plan to chase me away this time?" Michael sat on the couch with his long, thin legs crossed. He gazed at Wendy, a trace of amusement in his eyes, and said, "You've been so eager to get rid of me recently."

"Thank you for helping me today," said Wendy sincerely. If Michael had not intervened to help her, she really would not have been able to deal with the unreasonable old lady by herself.

"Wendy Stewart, as long as you're my wife, no one is allowed to bully you," said Michael in a suddenly stern tone. His eyes were filled with seriousness.