Poison?

Glamour's POV,

I looked longingly at the oven as I could already perceive the sweet flavoured smell of the meat, and my mouth began to salivate at the thought of tasting it. Like who on earth doesn't like a good grilled steak, I thought and watched as Mr. husband opened the oven to bring out the readied meat.

It looked so drool-worthy with a crispy looking colour and I bet it would taste even better. But then one thought occurred to me...

'Would he let me eat from it?'

After that thought occurred to me, I couldn't help but also think of the fact that he could actually be heartless enough to eat the meat all by himself. That made me stick out my bottom lip and narrowed my eyebrow, unsure of how I'm going to react if he does that.

I looked at the meat, then at him and he had lips set in a tin straight line as he watched the meat disapprovingly.

I raised an eyebrow even though he wasn't looking at me. I couldn't understand why he would frown at the beautiful sight in front of him.

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