"Oh, God, sweetheart! You're killing me!"
My eyes widened in surprise and an idea came to my mind.
"But she didn't put poison in all the food she's giving you, Sir."
"You're still here?" He looked up immediately. Shock and confusion were written in his wide eyes.
"Yes, Sir, I'm still here." I pretended to be confused.
"I-I thought....never mind! Get out and go back to work!" He said brushing his hair frustratedly.
"What about this?" I asked, lifting the paper bag.
"Argh! Fine! Put it on the table!"
"Are you sure, Sir---"
"Yes! Put it on the table and get out!"
"Oh, right away, Mr. Kelley!"
After placing the bag on the small table, a wide smile instantly crept my lips and I went out of his office, grinning. If I only knew that only that menudo dish is the way for him to give in, I have already told his wife to cook it every day and serve it to him three times a day. Maybe that dish has already melted his pride and ran to his wife the day he saw her again.
