What Am I?
"Hah…" Kaden panted, his eyes wicked and his lips curled into a sneer. "That is one way to greet me, my dearest wife."
"You… you—-!" Lina was fuming. She could barely speak. Her fury clawed at her chest, wanting out. She should be screaming the house down. She set him on fire with her glower, wishing he'd burn on the spot.
"Now this is the reaction I expected last night." Kaden nonchalantly crossed through the doors, shameless as ever. He pretended he wasn't just tearing the entire house down a moment ago—to search for her. He was going to shoot everyone on sight if they let her walk out of the front doors.
Kaden sauntered to the dining table. He wiped the smug expression off his face. When he saw her home cooked meal, his heart softened and his anger soothed. In the years apart, Lina had become a fantastic chef. He remained standing whilst ripping a piece of the waffles. The creamy yet crisp texture filled his mouth and he groaned at how good it tasted.