Mr. Johnson, Your Fiancée Cheated novel Chapter 3

Dinner was served. Mrs. Miller, as always, fussed over me, making sure I was comfortable, even asking Sarah to serve me food. Sarah frowned, clearly reluctant. She'd always thought sharing food was unsanitary, like swapping saliva.

I remembered a previous dinner when she'd asked, "Why do people share food from their plates? Isn't it gross?" I'd been uncomfortable then, quickly changing the subject. Now, seeing the disgust in her eyes, I shook my head. "It's okay, Mrs. Miller. I can help myself."

Mrs. Miller's smile faltered. She glared at Sarah, then turned back to me with a forced smile. "Of course, dear. Eat up."

Nick smirked and placed a piece of sweet and sour pork on Sarah's plate. She didn't object, calmly eating the food he'd given her.

Watching them, I almost laughed. She was disgusted by my touch, yet she accepted his advances without a second thought. If her parents weren't there, I don't know what I would have said.

Mrs. Miller cleared her throat. "Don't be rude, Sarah. take care of Jason as well."

Sarah glanced at me and reluctantly placed a shrimp on my plate.

I was allergic to shellfish. After three years together, she still didn't know.

"Jason!" Sarah interrupted, her voice sharp. "I told you, Nick is just a friend. Stop being ridiculous."

Nick's face fell.

I looked at Sarah, suddenly feeling exhausted.