He lifted her and made her sit on the huge rectangular wooden dining table.
“Bill.” She was shocked by his quick action and at the same time, she was afraid they would wake up the servants.
“Shhh… Eat with me.” Bill muttered in a low voice, then he quickly put a small scoop of ice cream on her tender lips.
She was stunned again.
“Hmmm…” Arabella tasted it enough for her cravings to be awakened. It’s vanilla.
“Do you like it?” Bill asked nicely. There’s no more anger in his tone.
“Yes.” She answered in a low tone as she nodded.
She couldn’t believe eating ice cream had magic. It suddenly made him nice.
“Do you like it more?” Bill whispered again.
“Yes.” She actually wanted the whole bucket when she tasted it.
“But it’s almost finished.” Bill whispered, shaking the mini bucket container.
“It’s fine. I’m okay. Just finished it.” Arabella replied and tried to get out of the table.
