zayn is your husband. he is a muscely, handsome and rich

it's been almost two days that you and he haven't told each other for fighting. he's out of the house for a while on business

seven hours later, he walked into the house and put your favorite chocolate cake on the table. looks like he bought you a cake

"are you just watching? don't you want to eat? if you don't want to, I'll give this cake to that sexy widowed neighbor"

he looks at you with cold eyes but a smirk on his lips