Chicken Soup Shower

The situation got more tense as both of them stared at each other. 

"Opss, sorry." Adam flipped the knife so the handle was the one facing Alexander. "Please finish cutting the fruit, I need to go back to take a shower." He said, massaging his own neck. Sleeping on the couch for the whole night gave his body a sore.

Alexander just walked past him without taking the knife. He put the packed meal on the table.

"Sophie! Remind me whose brother is him?" Adam's mouth twitching from annoyance. He walked to the side table and put down the knife on a plate that already had some cut fruit.

Camellia just smiled looking at both of them who couldn't meet each other. There was always something to quarrel about.

"I will go back first, if there is anything tell me-"

"Why should she tell you?" Alexander cut in.

"Because…her husband might go MIA again." Adam sent Alexander quiet with a fact.