Madelyn squirmed out of Zach's grasp and headed to the dining table, taking a seat. She dished out some Mediterranean rice onto a plate and set it before him. Lately, she had been tailoring everything to his likes, almost like a dutiful wife.

Zach commented, "The food's a bit too salty today. Maybe use less salt next time?"

"Okay," Madelyn responded as she ate.

Truth be told, she hadn't cooked any of these dishes herself. The housemaid had them ready before Zach returned from work. Madelyn ha