Ethan put down his phone and lay on the sofa. He was lost in thought for a long time before he dozed off.

The sound of cooking utensils clunking together in the kitchen woke him up the next morning.

He stood up and stretched his body. While yawning, he looked at the kitchen with misty eyes.

A woman was standing there in a thin and long white dress that covered her legs down to her ankles. He stared at her in a daze for a long time.

“Ethan, don’t stand here. You’re in my way,” Janet said in a lukewarm tone, blinking her big watery eyes.

Ethan cleared his throat and made way for her. Scratching his head, he asked, “Do you need my help with anything?”

“No, I don’t need any help. I’m not making breakfast for you. If you are hungry, you can eat out,” she replied with a poker face.

‘Humph! You have no feelings for me, but you have been eating all the delicious breakfast I made. I’m not your maid, so don’t expect any more meals from me!’ she thought to herself.

to the fridge and took out two eggs. The oil sizzled in the pan as she cracked the eggs. Shortly after she drizzled some black pepper

shoulders slouched. Without uttering a word, he sulkily went to the bathroom

words to say or the best gift to get her. ‘She’s still angry with me.

his head when he spat out the foam in his mouth. He smiled faintly, staring at his image in

to the living room, he saw that Janet was eating breakfast slowly. She didn’t even look up

Are you interested?” As Ethan spoke, he pulled out the chair beside her and sat

in her mouth quickly when she saw him open up all five fingers of his right hand.

little about her. She loved making

set aside the displeasure she felt about his actions last night. She wiped her mouth quickly. Although her expression was still indifferent, her face wasn’t as cold as before. “What kind of

a bite. “Well, it’s a painting job. The owner of the convenience store where I work is decorating his new

painting was one of her foundational courses. Her

was at this moment that Janet finally noticed that he had been taking big bites off her toast. She frowned and queried him angrily, “Ethan, I said I didn’t make breakfast for you. Why are

big deal. Just take this as a reward for telling you about the job. Besides, you are my wife. Sharing is caring!” Ethan stuffed the last quarter of

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