Vernon thought that his mood would affect his appetite. But turned out he still ate his sister-in-law's lunch clean.
"This is bad," Vernon murmured while staring at the empty plates on the table. "Her food is too good. I can't control myself. Did she put some kind of love potion in her food?"
Vernon had a little thought about it and shook his head after, "No, that's an idiotic reason. Why did I believe in that kind of superstition?"
"Her food simply suits my taste. That's why I can't control myself," Vernon said. "Maybe I need to eat out tonight. I don't want to face her, knowing she is disgusted with me."
Vernon got up from the seat and walked to the door. He opened the door and stuck his head out.
He looked around, and after realizing that his sister-in-law had really left his offic
