Chapter 1182

Catching himself, Matthew quickly withdrew his hand before it could touch Willow's face. Although he looked down at her coldly, his voice had lost some of its edge. "You asked for this!" Willow did not argue. He was right. If she had not gotten up before dawn to make those pancakes and injure her fingers so many times in the process, she would not be feeling this hurt now. She had brought this on herself, so she could not blame him. Just as she was about to say something to seem less pathetic, his mocking voice cut through again. "How dare you want to have breakfast with me? How could anyone keep their appetite with that disgusting face of yours?" Matthew was purely insulting her now. Willow felt anger rise within her. But no matter how angry she felt, he was still her husband. He was their family's pillar and the rock that she and Mia depended on. She wiped away her tears roughly. She did not want to disgust him further with her crying face. "Matthew, I don't know what mad