His fork drove into his meat repeatedly with a sense of annoyance as his irritation grew.

He could hardly focus on chewing as his eyes were drawn to you. You who happened to be his new partner, his new.. spouse.

Even uttering the words in his mind disgusted him. After all, you were not Irene, you weren't as graceful nor as beautiful as she was. And the thought irked him more than it should have. He had his gaze focused on you, nitpicking at each and every fault that he could attempt to find. Despite you merely watching your business.

Unable to quell his tongue, he spoke up as he grabbed his cup, placing his fork down for a mere moment. "You're an eyesore."

The insult, though uncalled for, had him saying it regardless. "It's a shame I have to look at you rather than my beautiful Ah Mei every morning."