Chapter One Hundred And Twelve

Irina's point of view:

Roman came back from his office around six o'clock in the evening.

He was a bit late today.

I was in the room since my little argument with Ksana.

I went downstairs and just in time, Roman arrived from his workplace.

But something was off.

The aroma of food filled the whole house.

Who is cooking?

"Who is cooking?" Roman asked me.

I ignored him and went to the kitchen and he followed behind me.

It was Ksana cooking in my kitchen.

When she noticed our presence, she turned around with the fry pan in her hand.

"Oh! Roman, you are here. I am already preparing dinner, I know you are exhausted already." She smiled at him.

Unexpectedly, Roman hissed and went out of the kitchen.

Ksana turned off the gas and followed him.

Let me watch some drama too.

"Roman, come on. I am preparing the food for you, for us." He said to him as she tried to reach him but he dodged her hand.

"What's going on?" Aurora said as she arrived inside the house as well.

"Ksana is cooking dinner." I