118. Karma is a bit*h

"I know I am very particular about my favourite food. But'' Alex paused as he lightly touched the pasta bowl with a small smile.

"But I can eat anything if it's made by you. I can't let the other guy have your handmade food" The words Alex made Clara blush so hard.

It would always be Sandy and Rose, romancing in front of all. Alex and Clara like to have their moment alone only. They never wished to have cheesy moments which Sandy always loved to have.

But Alex's little effort was worth it. Clara snatched the bowl of Pasta from Sandy who gaped at them.

"He won't die if he doesn't eat pasta for one day," Clara said and gave the pasta to Alex. Sandy gaped at her words

"I want my pasta. I will not share it with anyone." Sandy pouted and grabbed the bowl again.

"So, you don't want to eat my sister's handmade food?" Alex knew exactly to pull the string at the right moment and Sandy slowly looked at his wife who was on the verge of crying already. Consoling Rose is always a hard task and