He stood in the dimly lit kitchen, his bare torso illuminated by the small fridge light. The clock on the wall ticked away, marking the late hour. His heart was heavy with regret as he rummaged through the refrigerator, searching for the sandwich his baby had lovingly prepared for him earlier.
He had been consumed by anger and frustration prior and stupidly rejected the sandwich in the most heartless way.
It was a petty act fueled by the anger he had for Qie Xieling leaving the hospital without saying anything. He had lashed out, pushing away the warmth and care that Qie Xieling had tried to offer. What made it worse was the fact that he knew Qie Xieling couldn't cook and he had basically put so much effort into making it. Yes, he most definitely felt like a jerk. As he scoured the fridge, he realised the gravity of his mistake.
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