Daniel Marshall's burning gaze was something Olivia Jenkins knew all too well.
In an instant, Olivia ceased biting her lower lip and diverted Daniel's attention.
"Are you hungry? Simon Howard bought some porridge. If you want some, I can feed you."
Despite the pain radiating from his back to his chest, Daniel could be patient as long as he could see his wife and she was with him. He could bear this little pain.
Daniel's eyes were locked on Olivia, not diverting for a second, "Wife, I'm hungry."
Olivia's eyelids slightly drooped, looking at Daniel's hand, "You first let go of me!"
It took Daniel several seconds to loosen his grip, but his gaze still followed Olivia.
Olivia blew the porridge in the spoon little before feeding it to Daniel. Simon Howard, watching from outside the door, couldn't help reddening.
Fortunately, he was tactful enough to stay outside the door, or else he wouldn't stand to see his boss sweet towards his wife.
