However, I had no strength left in me to put on other expressions. I walked to the dining table and blandly said, "I didn't sleep. The food is cold. Stop eating."
After saying that, I ignored him and grabbed the plate. I tipped the food into the bin.
"Wanda?" He looked at me, clearly confused by my actions.
I sneered. “You must've filled your tummy outside, so there’s no need for you to eat these cold dishes"
My words were full of sarcasm.
Theo sensed it and said with a face full of displeasure, "Must you talk to me in that sarcastic tone?"
I pursed my lips, feeling oddly calm inside. "You should know that I've always spoken in such a sarcastic tone, Mr. Grant. How are you still not used to it after so long?"
It was said that couples made up quickly after a quarrel, but would they be the same after they reconciled?
Maybe all the couples in the world had the urge to kill each other many times in their lives, especially when they said hurtful things to each other during a fight.
Theo did not want to quarrel with me, so he tried very hard to suppress the anger in his heart. His tone sounded quite calm. "Are you angry because I didn't come home to have dinner with you?"
"I don't have to be angry because of that." I let out a mocking laugh. "It's just a meal. Besides, I was bored. That's why I cooked. I only cooked to practice my culinary skills. Matthew needs to nourish his body. How can I not care about him?"
I was saying that to infuriate him.
If I was right, he would surely get mad.
As expected, Theo’s countenance sank, and his charming face was full of viciousness. The stare he gave me was particularly icy. He said to me with a face full of mockery, "I misunderstood, then. I nearly forgot that there's another man lying in the hospital whom you miss so dearly. Shouldn't you be in the hospital with him? Why are you home?"
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