"Gabriel, my handsome husband, aren't we going to have a delicious dinner tonight? Come on, let's cherish this moment. No need to dwell on trivial matters." Liz coaxed, gently rubbing Gabriel's tense arms.
What else could she do with this easily combustible powder keg but try to soothe him?
"So, you think Lucian isn't important?" Gabriel asked, his grin laced with a threatening undertone.
As if suggesting that if Liz dared to say Lucian was important, Gabriel would immediately fly off to crush Lucian to death.
For her safety and Lucian's, Liz firmly replied, "Not important. He definitely isn't. So, let's not think about him anymore. Just think about what kind of meat you'll choose for dinner later."
"How can we choose meat? Aren't we going to a vegetarian restaurant?" Gabriel grumbled.
His mood slightly improved as traffic began to flow more smoothly.
