Chapter 10

I stood there, looking at him warily, unsure of what his deal was this time around. The aroma in the air meant that he actually made food, but why he called me here was what I couldn't decipher.

" You made a meal for me? " I asked, cringing at the thought and he nodded. " Why? ".

" Because I wanted to. Is there a problem with that, " he snapped at me. He cooked for me, but his personality still remained the same. How the hell does he expect me to interpret that?

Without waiting for any response from me, he held my shoulders and guided me to the dining room. He pulled out a seat for me, gesturing for me to sit down. I stood there for a minute, debating on whether I should sit or run, since I found his behavior rather strange and suspicious.

Still, I sat down on the chair, clearing my throat. He excused himself for a while and left the dining room, coming back with a tray of food. He placed the food on the table and I swallowed my saliva, trying not to act like I was affected by the foo