Chapter 154 Press Charges Ii

• Angel blushed. It wasn’t a sight that was as frequent as in the first days of their meetup and marriage. “I brought you breakfast.” She looked over his shoulder and frowned. “But it must have gone cold by now. I’ll need to heat it. Give me a few minutes.”
• “Nope. I’ll eat it like that.”
• His wife didn’t protest, so he dropped her to the bed to carry the stool. The eggs were warm, but he didn’t care. She watched him scoop some of them onto his toast like he was a child. For today, he would indulge her, even if it annoyed him when she dabbed the corners of his lips each time he took a bite. He tried to feed her, but she insisted on feeding herself. Together, they cleared the plates. He wanted to stand and carry the tray to the kitchen but she stopped him.