Chapter 19

Schuyler's P. O. V.

"Dad, let my wife eat first." Ezekiel said in an authoritative voice.

His father glanced at him, matching the way he looks before turning back to me. Watching them together, I can say that their resemblance can never be questioned. They look exactly the same, just that Ezekiel has a younger feature and has his mothers eyes.

Midnight blue eyes. It looks terrifyingly cold and cruel whenever he would lay his eyes on me, but dangerously menacing as he faces everyone.

Or maybe, that's just really how I view it after everything he did for me.

"Schuyler.." His father called, snapping me back to reality. "What do you know about my son?"

"Dad.." There was a dangerous threat in my husband's voice, like his father just awakened something he shouldn't have inside him.

But.. What do I know about my husband? I turned to Ezekiel and carefully looked into his eyes before answering to his father.

"He's my husband, we're married.." His emotionless face never changed as he listened