"Feed me " Michael said opening his mouth .

"Don't you have hands or are you a child ? " Sara asked suppressing her anger .

"I have but it's more fun to be feed by you." Michael said with a grin . He really loves to tease his little kitty .

"Do you want to die? Eat it yourself or starve to death ." Sara said .

"Little kitty , You can't be so cold to your handsome hubby . " Michael said making the most adorable face he could .

"What if you are handsome ? You are also a crazy bastard . Just be thankful that I am taking care of you after that you had done ." Sara said.

"You are hubby is hurt but you are talking to me like that . I feel so sad . " Michael faked sobs .

"Are we playing a drama, here ? And whose fault it is to get hurt . I have not saying anything doesn't means I completely forgive you for what you have done ." Sara said .

"But I did that for you. " Michael said turning serious .

"Did I said you to do that ? " Sara asked feeling somewhat guilty but not showing it .

"I know but I don't want you to leave me again . Sara I can even think about of you being with him . Leaving me for him ." Michael said in a serious tone .

Hearing him ,Sara felt like her heart was melting . She didn't want to bring this topic , she didn't know why she somehow feel guilty for the accident after hearing the talk between him and Rayn . She just wanted to ignore it.

"Are you a fool ? If I have to leave you why would I marry you ? " Sara said getting close to him .

Hearing her words, Michael finally feel relieved, " Promise me you will never leave me alone " Michael said catching her hand .

"That's depends on your performance " Sara said pulling her hand out.

"Really , than I will not disappoint you . " Pulling her close to him by her waist he said .

"Can't your perverted mind think of other things , huh ? " Pulling his ear like a mother she said .

" Ah ! You only said that depends on your performance . " Michael said .

"Performance can be other things also . " Continue pulling his ear she said.

"I get it . Now can you leave my ear . It hurts. " Michael said making a face that he was really in pain . Anyone who saw that will really think that he was really hurt . But Sara know that it feels nothing .

Sara sighed and let go of his ears . "Eat it before it gets cold. "

"Honey , feed me ." Michael said .

" Don't you understand what I said just now . " Sara said gritting her teeth.

"I understand . You said that it depends on my performance whether you leave me or not . " Michael said .

"I said eat it yourself or starve to death. " Sara really wanted to kill him .

" But you hurt me now I can't eat ."

"Do you see someone eating by ears . " Sara said controlling her anger .

" I didn't see but if you want me to eat like that . I can. " Michael said with a grin .

"I give up . I will feed you. Just this time. " Sara sighed. She can't debate with him . She took the bowl in her hands .

"By hand or by mouth " Michael asked .

" With spoon. " Sara said suppressing her anger somehow .

"But I think mouth is....." Before completing his words , Michael saw his wife throwing daggers towards him with his eyes .

"Spoon is also fine. " Michael said .

Before he could say anything , Sara filled his mouth with a spoonful of congee .

"Eat it before I changed my mind. " Sara said continuously filling his mouth .

"Honey , slow down " Michael said with his mouth full.

"Eat it yourself then . " Sara said .

"I'm sorry . I will not complain ." Michael said .

"But can you give me some water ." Michael said

Seeing his face , Sara feel bad about what she did . "I brought some apple juice . Wait a second. " Sara stand up from her place and went towards the table where the bags where kept. Pouring the apple juice in a cup she gave it to him . "Here "

Taking the cup from her hands , Michael drank it all, "Thanks " Michael said after finishing it.

She nodded . Continuing to feed him but this time more nicely .

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