Chapitre 16: Chapter 16

I want to eat the sandwiches I made with so much effort.

I don't want to see him enjoying my sandwiches while I'm sitting here with an empty stomach. I can't let this happen.

"Jack these are the sandwiches which I made today," I said to Jack while looking at him with a death glare.

"What! These are sandwiches which you made?" he asked innocently, still smirking at me.

"Yes," I said bluntly. He was asking like he didn't see me while I was making them.

"I thought mom must have told Rose to prepare some sandwiches for us," he said, playing the role of an innocent person. Like he didn't know I prepared them.

If I didn't see him with his big eye staring at me without blinking while I was preparing sandwiches, I would have believed him. He is such a good liar and that is another reason I want to add to my list of reasons to stab him with a knife. Please God, give me enough strength to fight against this devil.