Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

After feeling his mood a little better, Michael decided to go to the bedroom to go to sleep immediately.

He knew that the atmosphere between him and Sarah was a little bad after he decided to leave the room. However, Michael did not want to sleep outside. He has his wife in the bedroom, why does he sleep alone outside?

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Sarah's position was still turned back on him, making Michael sigh softly as he climbed onto the bed. It seemed that Sarah's mood was still bad so the woman turned her back on him as soon as she heard the door of their room open.

*snoring** snoring*

Michael turned to his side when he heard a very soft snoring sound. Slowly, he approached Sarah. The sound of snoring became more and more audible.

He then tilted his position to face Sarah and raised his head to check if Sarah was asleep.

Michael's face immediately smiled at his wife's sleeping face. It looks like Sarah is really tired so she immediately fell asleep. Michael felt a little bad for having thought bad to his wife.

"Good night, Wifey," Michael whispered softly and kissed his wife's cheek. After that, he slowly returned to his position again.

Now he was a little understand of Sarah's actions, not because Sarah wanted to refuse to have sex with him, but because his wife was tired. Maybe something happened at work that made Sarah's mood worse.

***

Sarah shook her head, seeing Michael acting like nothing had happened.

The man enjoyed his breakfast, occasionally sipped his coffee, then smiled at her as their eyes met.

Something Michael wouldn't have done if they had had a fight the day before. Not to mention have breakfast together like this, Michael will definitely leave for work without talking to her.

This was something very foreign to Sarah, and made her a little uncomfortable. This is not Michael!

"Why don't you eat? Doesn't it suit your taste? I followed the recipe exactly!" said Michael when Sarah didn't touch her food at all, and she just sat in her seat with an expression that was hard to describe.

Feeling guilty about what happened last night, Michael decided to set the alarm 30 minutes earlier than Sarah's alarm. He wanted to make up for last night's incident by making breakfast for his wife.

However, it seems that he quite failed because he tried to make breakfast with a little extra effort. He should toast bread and use only avocado with eggs. He doesn't have to grill sausages and saute vegetables at all.

"Ah, no. I like it, thank you," Sarah replied with a smile and then took back her spoon and ate her breakfast.

Michael smiled at Sarah's expression as she seemed to enjoy her meal.

"It is delicious, right?" Michael asked. Although Sarah's expression explained it, Michael wanted to hear the compliment from his wife.

Sarah swallowed and nodded.

"Yes, this is really good. It seems that your cooking skills have improved a lot," praised Sarah sincerely.

Sarah suddenly remembered the first time Michael tried to cook for her. Sarah has a hard time swallowing her food. Since then, Sarah never let Michael cook for her again.

However, Michael was not discouraged and kept trying hard. Until finally Michael managed to make a meal and could be enjoyed by Sarah.

"Of course! I'm growing a lot. There's no way I'm going to keep cooking toast with sunny side up eggs," Michael said with a proud expression.

Sarah laughed softly at that. That was the first menu that Michael managed to create.

"It's a beautiful memory," Sarah muttered softly. The expression on her face unconsciously smiled remembering the memories at the beginning of their marriage.

The memory had long been forgotten by her, and it turned out to be a sweet memory.

"What?"

"No, it's nothing," Sarah replied and immediately ate her breakfast again.

After breakfast, Sarah brought their dirty dishes into the kitchen while Michael tidied up and wiped the dining table. Sarah's expression immediately changed when she saw the pile of dirty dishes in the kitchen sink.

"Michael!" cried Sarah angrily.

The dirty dishes Michael used to cook were left in the kitchen sink, and they were very dirty.

"What?" Michael asked as he approached Sarah.

Sarah didn't say anything, she just threw an annoyed look at Michael then looked at the pile of dirty dishes.

"Ahh… That…" Michael's eyes shift left and right nervously. After cooking, he tidied up the kitchen again, but he just put what he used in the kitchen sink and didn't wash it.

Well, usually Mrs. Gareth will wash the dirty dishes for him.

Sarah sighed. Actually she is not a clean freak, but she really doesn't like to see dirty dishes in the kitchen sink like this.

Sarah then immediately rolled up the sleeves of the shirt she was using and turned on the water tap. She already lives near the hospital where she works, so she still has time to wash these dirty dishes.

"What are you doing? I will wash it! " said Michael, holding Sarah's hand that was almost grabbing the sponge.

"But later, okay? After coming home from work," continued Michael hurriedly.

Sarah sighed, then immediately turned off the water tap. Michael took a deep breath and immediately grabbed Sarah's shoulder and pushed her slowly away from the kitchen, before Sarah changed her mind and washed the dirty dishes.

"Oh right, wait a minute. We will go to work together. I'll take my suit first," said Michael and hurried up to the second floor.

Michael currently wears only his white shirt and black pants. He hasn't even put on his tie and shoes.

Sarah just nodded at that. She could walk to work, but if Michael insisted on taking her, well that wasn't a problem at all.

Soon, Michael came downstairs wearing his suit and shoes. Michael's appearance looked neat and like an office worker.

"Let's go," Michael said as he approached Sarah.

Sarah's forehead lifted when she saw Michael's appearance. Michael does look handsome right now, but there seems to be something wrong.

"Michael!" Call Sarah.

Michael, who had walked first to pick up his laptop, immediately turned around.

"What's wrong?" Michael asked, confused.

"Try to stand up straight," Sarah said.

Michael was a little confused, but he obeyed his wife's orders.

"Ahh, your tie is a little tilted," Sarah said, finally realizing what was happening. She often saw her fellow doctors wearing their ties neatly, so that when she first saw Michael, it seemed something was wrong.

"My tie?" Michael asked and immediately grabbed his tie, trying to fix it, but it looked like the tie still looked tilted and untidy.

Sarah sighed at the sight, she immediately approached Michael and grabbed the tie and untied it, not realizing that their faces were now getting closer.