A jealous husband

Turned out he wasn't taking me to either his office or the school, but to a mall. He parked in the remaining space in the parking lot of the mall before he turned to me. "Let's go."

“Why did you bring me here?” I narrowed a glare at him.

“What else do you think people do in malls? Dance? Get mugged?” He got down from the car.

“It was Just a simple question. Why will you make it seem like more?” I grumbled under my breath as I came down from the vehicle.

Miguel only spared me a glance as he locked his car and headed towards the mall.

“Hey! Wait for me!” I ran after my husband, who didn't pay me a glance.

He strode straight into the mall as if he owned the entire place.

“Let's go over there.” He pointed towards a store.

“That's a clothing store. Why are you going over there? Are you buying clothes?” I hastened after him.

He didn't say a word until he got to the store. He spoke in low tones with one of the assistants before he joined me.

“You need to choose as many as you want.” He