She gritted her teeth angrily. Angel didn't hold back, he walked in at this moment, holding a tray in his hand. "Wifey," he whispered in a doting and caring voice.
Without even looking at Maria, she was holding the tray. He poured her a cup of coffee and smiled warmly. "You must be tired, I made you coffee." Looking at the couple, Maria felt jealous again.
The warmth in her eyes, the smile on her lips, and the concern for Angel, everything drove her crazy. He brings her coffee... She didn't expect that one day, she would see the side of the underworld king serving people himself.
Angel smiled happily. "Oh, thank you, Henry"
"Yeah." He kissed her forehead. Tom felt wronged. "I'm tired too, can I have a cup of coffee too? Henry glanced at him, obviously, he didn't intend to distribute the coffee to anyone other than Angel.
"You don't have to ask, of course," Angel grinned.
