Christopher didn’t even lift his head to look at her as he cut up a small piece of the fish and ate it before drawling out, “I’m here to help Lyle retrieve a document. Yvonne just happened to be cooking, so I stuck around for a free meal.”
His mouth curved into a mocking smirk. “Is there a rule that outsiders can’t come into the house, or…”
That took her aback, and she whipped around huffily to glare at me. “What kind of dish is this? It has too many bones, and it’s way too raw. What if Lyle chokes on a fishbone?”
What is he? A child who can’t pick bones out from his own food?
What a load of crap.
She continued to nitpick by adding, “Look at this lunchbox! It’s ugly, and you used way too much oil! How is Lyle supposed to eat this? Are you trying to make him starve?”
Anger flared up within me. How could there be such a vile and wicked woman? Wait… Lunchbox?
I glanced at Christopher, who winked at me. No wonder the lunchbox was so ugly. Lyle was lucky that Christopher hadn’t hidden some fishbones inside it on purpose.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you!” Wendy screeched.
Yes, yes. Sorry for getting distracted and not acknowledging your godly presence.
“I’ll make a new one.” Picking up the lunchbox from the table, I tried to use it as an excuse to make my escape.
“Where are you going? I’m not done with you yet!” she interrupted. “Oh, you’re upset because I gave you some constructive criticism, aren’t you? Starting to grow sick of me already?”
I exhaled deeply through my nostrils. “I wouldn’t dare think of such a thing.”
She scoffed. “Is there anything on earth that you wouldn’t dare do? You would have hit me if it weren’t for my position as your mother-in-law, wouldn’t you?”
Well, she’s not wrong.
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