“Babe, I’m home!”

Serenity yelled as she entered the room with some snacks.

Zachary walked over to meet her.

He saw that she was carrying a bag containing several disposable boxes.

“I thought you said that you don’t eat at this hour. Why did you still pack supper home? Are you disgusted by my poor cooking skills? Is that why you rejected the idea of me making supper for you?”

Zachary was petty and would magnify a small matter to the point where he thought Serenity loathed him.

“No way! Bab