"You make me like this, and I will make sure you pay for it, sister-in-law!" Vernon said to himself. He was already planning the downfall of his big brother and sister-in-law for so long, and he didn't want everything to be ruined just because he got swept out by desire.
Malicious ideas swirled inside his head, and an insidious smirk perked on his lips, "I will—"
Gruuukkk…
However, before he could go on with his plan, his stomach started to grumble. He checked his watch and clicked his tongue annoyedly, "Oh, come on! It's only been half past ten. Why am I hungry already?!"
Vernon had magically developed a habit after having his breakfast-lunch-dinner prepared daily by a certain woman. His body would react at certain hours, asking to be fed. He was a troublesome picky eater, which made him too dependent on one woman's homemade food.
