All Chapters of Babysitting My Wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Yes, I'm resuming back to my life which I was halfway leaving with imaginary packed up bags to the 9 3/4 quarters, painted in all white as I spotted-"MILLIE! WAKE UP, YOU THICK SKULL" Hailey slapped my cheek with her shrilling voice piercing in my ears. Ah... I think I'll need to buy hearing aids now."Oww..." I winced at the effect she left on my cheek, throbbing in pain and wain. She probably added some of her revenge in the slap of awakening."Oh! She's awake." Hailey announced at my grunts audible for her to not go for another homerun hit on my cheek.I sat up, massaging my slightly bruised cheek as I fluttered my eyes open about to utter the dramatic words, What happened? Or How long was I out? But!Yes, there's always that but. I couldn't as I stared straight across the scene of Noah Hudson aka My husband aka the guy who's handsome apparently, drinking my strawberry milkshake."HEY!" I furiously

The textile business should be thankful of my strength to rip their strong qualified fabrics, making people buy their clothes more frequently.As well as to that, my clumsiness must be awarded for the secret business we'd be doing.But this isn't an insurance planning where I could hand it to him after ripping his top."Ah! I didn't see that in a while." Meredith pointed out to the course of action I've accidentally attempted."It's no surprise that she wouldn't rip his shirt though." Hailey had to comment to pile up my accidents like it was something nice to say all of my bad sides.I do want to get rid of Noah but not like this. He shouldn't see any of my flaws.But then I'm an open book. My first chapter would already be filled with faults."Meaning?" Oliver had the audacity to ask.How I wished to stitch his mouth so he never ever asks

If anyone ever asks my mother, what's her precious thing in this world that she would be shaken if anything worse occurred to it?It would be not me. I probably am listed as the least precious thing on her list.Yes, I regarded myself as a thing.If you're wondering why- hope you are because then it would be useless of me to explain it- even being on the list is a big thing. She favors her houseware more than me.I really wonder if I was switched in the labor room."What happened in here?!"I stared at the mess, in disbelief. Well, it wasn't clearly a mess since most of it was missing.

Like a museum piece, I roamed around the public market as a way to get to the destination of the thing in my hand to its rightfully home."Millie, you're embarrassing me," Noah grunted, trying his best to act like he doesn't know me.But that won't work as I stuck by his side and showed the plate like a homeless person asking for a penny to spare. I'm many things right now but none of that matters until I get what am looking for."I need to find the exact kind, style, pattern, the texture of this plate. There should not be any difference!" Noah twisted his neck, looking at the pillow's rack as judgemental eyes passed by us. He was very embarrassed to the point he was ready to put me up for adoption. "We just need to buy a few plates and get out of here and set back the plates before my mother finds out." I scanned for a board painted with the broad letters of labeling the area of the plates."Then hurry up.""Oh, dear husb

It was certainly a surprise for me when I realized the guy I had almost killed with my super-duper strong healthy elbow- mind the exaggeration- turned out to be none other than the son of Mrs. Burro.Why do I keep meeting people who are closely related? Don't tell me that next time it would be that Mrs. Burro is a close mate of my mother.... Wait, I certainly don't want that disaster to occur.The storm has to lay low or else I'll be swept away with it if mother ever finds out about our marriage. And where the heck is Noah? Did he go on a scavenger hunt for the first-aid box?? I believe he's hiding instead because honestly, I didn't wanna face Mrs. Burro either. She asks too many questions."Jacob, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the school?"Jacob scoffed, showing attitude to his mother. "oh! congratulations on realizing that.""Hey... that's rude to speak like that to your mother." I frowned, disciplining him.Jacob looked in my direction, eyes connected to e