For the next few days, Saya kept pestering Sebastian to answer her question while Sebastian would find a way not to answer her question. Now she was becoming impatient and Sebastian was enjoying her irritation. For the first time, he felt the powerful in this marriage.
"So, you haven't replied me?"
Saya asked him as she put french toast in his plate. She was already changing the menu each day. As Sebastian wasn't a picky eater or someone who only lives for food, he never complained. He was enjoying the food because everyday was a surprise for him.
"Hm, this is good."
He nodded and Saya pouted.
"Not this. Don't you love me?"
"What kind of question is this?" He got up and Saya glared at his back.
"You are ignoring it, don't you?"
She shouted from behind and Sebastian left the dining
