Deity

The three of them sat around the table.

One person, one plate of steaming hot noodles.

On top of the noodles were a sunny-side-up egg and some green vegetables.

Just looking at it increased one's appetite.

Unable to resist, Ethan swallowed and asked expressionlessly, "Where's mine?"

Samantha widened her eyes in surprise, "You didn't have dinner either? You didn't tell me, and neither did Alexander or Noah. I didn't make yours."

Ethan glared at her with an iron face, flames burning in his eyes, a ball of anger lodged in his chest.

These past two days, he had been disturbed by the two little guys, and he hadn't eaten lunch or dinner.

Just a moment ago, he didn't feel it, but now seeing the noodles she personally cooked, he suddenly felt hungry.

And this infuriating woman hadn't made his portion.