My Fiancé Was Trying to Kill Me

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Jason made my favorite salmon.

I used to eat a lot whenever I had this dish, but today I had no appetite at all.

Perhaps because I felt that my fate would be the same as that of this dead fish. I felt sympathy for it.

The fish didn't deserve this.

As I slowly ate, I watched the knife on the coffee table out of the corner of my eye.

Jason noticed it and followed my gaze over there.

He froze for a moment but quickly returned to normal and helped me with the dishes.

I even wondered if I was having an illusion.

Jason casually mentioned that he recently became addicted to a video game. The creator of the game made some merch and he couldn't resist buying one.

"It's on the coffee table."

Jason raised his chin and motioned for me to see the knife.

Instead of looking at the knife, I looked at Jason hesitantly. I wanted to ask him what the game he was playing was.

But I held back. I smiled and complained to him, "You're wasting money again. We still have a mortgage to pay."