The Minister's way of making up with his wife involves throwing money at the problem! And when he serves it up on a silver platter, who am I to refuse? I told you before, my dignity isn't worth that much. This was a total jackpot! Work clothes, casual outfits, lingerie, shoes, watches, and skincare—I grabbed a full set of everything I wanted.
"Hey... I want to buy..." I pointed at the store with the iconic bitten fruit logo. My old Chinese-brand phone was ancient; the screen was cracked, and it glitched more often than not. It's time for an upgrade, right?
"Isn't that enough?" he muttered, his voice laced with annoyance.
Why was he so brave, walking around a mall with his wife without fearing the paparazzi? Well, if you saw him, you wouldn't even know it was him. His disguise was top-tier: a face mask, a hat, and pitch-black sunglasses. He looked more undercover than some celebrities.
"Look at this! The screen is shattered, and it freezes all the time. When you call and the signal is bad, it's the phone's fault, I swear! What if I get pregnant with your baby one day and there's an emergency? You need to be able to reach us in time! Please, please... buy it for me. Do it for the baby, Sir! Just keep telling yourself that—for the baby!"
When faced with a girl's aegyo, how could an older man like him refuse? You walked right into this one, Sir. Now you have to deal with the consequences!
He let out a heavy sigh but still led the way into the store. Even with that stoic face, I bet his eyebrows were tied in knots under those glasses. This was the day I realized marrying into his family was the best decision I'd ever made. I never imagined 'my' Minister would have a side like this. Or maybe he does this with young girls all the time? He's certainly quick with his wallet.
"Are you satisfied now?"
"Mhmm!" I nodded vigorously.
"No contraceptives of any kind. You have to be ready to have a baby." That was his condition. What is his obsession with having another kid anyway? The twins are already grown. What's the rush?
"I never promised that! When did I ever say I'd have a baby for you? Hahaha... You're so gullible! Getting tricked by a girl like me." I stuck my tongue out at him before bolting out of the phone store with my tail between my legs. I used to think he had a split personality, but looking back, I'm probably even worse than him.
"Oops! I'm so sorry!" I immediately pressed my palms together in a wai to apologize as soon as I heard a "Yikes!" from the person I had just crashed into.
"Well, if it isn't the country bumpkin! You idiot, what are you doing here? Running after some stray buffalo?"
That voice... calling me by that nickname. There's no one else in the world who would greet me like that except for 'Poison Ivy' and her little clique. Talk about a small, twisted world.
"Oh, sorry about that! I was so busy chasing buffalos that I didn't see the dog lying right here on the floor," I snapped back instantly.
She's been my rival since elementary school all the way through university. She's the daughter of a famous politician, and now she's leveled up to being the Prime Minister's daughter—the one who's itching to become the Minister's wife. Yeah, the reason behind that infuriating news report.