You are a sweet talker.

The next day.

After finishing her breakfast, Arwen looked up at Aiden. Though his features still looked all calm and composed, she could tell that he was having some conversation that wasn't going his way. 

Her eyes darted to look at his plate that he had barely eaten. She sighed internally and simply waited for his call to be done. Once she saw him hang up, she pursed her lips at him and said, "You didn't even have your breakfast properly. Is there some problem going on in the company?" 

Aiden shook his head and shrugged. "Nothing that can't be handled," he said and then looked down at his plate, frowning slightly. "I am already done, and no longer in the mood of having anymore." 

"Really?" Arwen eyed him before narrowing her gaze slowly but meaningfully at him. "You are not a kid, Husband that I need to coax you to complete the breakfast."