A few days have passed and my head is always heating up, my blood keeps on boiling. I don't know why, but I get annoyed every time I smell Tyron's perfume.

But now I couldn't understand myself, I was holding the knife while staring at him. I'm enjoying seeing him being scared of me.

"Can you just tell me what you want? Stop pointing it at me," he complained, which made my blood heat up even more because I just heard his voice.

"Are you complaining?"

"N-no, I was just telling you to put it down, wife, and tell me what you want me to buy..." he answered calmly, but...