I had been sending 1.5 million pesos each month to my mother to take care of my wife after childbirth.

My mother frowned.

“What’s wrong?”

“Now.

We walked back home in silence.

When we entered the kitchen, Hue stood up immediately.

He looked down at my mother.

My mother observed the scene… And then he saw the bowl on the table.

For a second, his face changed.

But he recovered quickly.

“Ah,” he said with a fake smile. That rice was for cats.

I felt anger rise through my chest.

“So… why was my wife eating it?”

My mother crossed her arms.

“Because she’s stubborn.” She always wants to eat things she shouldn’t after childbirth.