"Just step aside and leave me alone. I can do it myself," Stuart said, with the tone of annoyance in his voice.
Mr. Sampson immediately stopped talking and stepped aside. Stuart got very angry and upset and sighed heavily at the end of every sentence.
Edie could see how tired he looked. He was trying so hard to get everything perfect for her, but all of his efforts had failed. "I can't seem to do anything right this morning," Stuart grumbled. "I poured too much wine. Overcooked the steak. What next?" He frowned, his brows drawing together. Stuart stepped back and looked at the food. Then he grabbed the steak and threw it into the trash can. "Mr. Sampson, get me another steak," he demanded.
Mr. Sampson glanced at Stuart with uncertainty and not knowing if he should speak. "Mr. Yates, there was a total of eighteen steaks in the freezer, and all they are now in the trash can beside you," he hesitantly said.
