You and Zen had a fight and you both were really pissed off at each other, you were on the dining table with your daughter

Your husband placed the food plates in front of u and ur daughter, u weren’t even touching ur food..once ur daughter was done with her food she left off to upstairs..Zen looked at u annoyed

“What? your not even going to eat now?..fine..I don’t mind feeding you..”

Your husband said soon moving his chair closer to urs he grabbed the spoon shoving it in ur mouth