Cruelest evil queens of this century...

"Why didn't you cook the dinner today and ordered take out instead?"

Myra furrowed her eyebrows and looked at Cole with narrowed eyes as she snapped out at him, "I don't think it should matter to you if I had cooked the dinner personally for you guys or just ordered a takeout.."

Cole sighed and said softly, "You know right...how much I love the food that is cooked by you. So I thought you must also have cooked today for which I was eagerly waiting...

But after tasting the first bite, I instantly understood that it was not made by the love of my life which made my mood extremely sour."

Hearing it, Myra just gave out a sarcastic chuckle and said, "You don't love me Cole. If you ever did, then you wouldn't ever mistreat me...

And about eating my cooked foods, you had lost that chance the day you chose to believe your bitchy sister instead of me. So it'll be better if we don't talk about it."