Aman passed a fork to her.
Not only did she prepare the food, but she also prepared the cake she liked, and the forks were all ready.
Chloe looked back and couldn't believe it. Her face was full of insulting expression.
"What do you mean?" Chloe widened her eyes. "Do you think it's over? You hurt my heart. I won't be angry if you give me something to eat. What do you think I like to eat? Do you think that I can solve all problems by giving me something to eat?"
The more Chloe said, the angrier she became. In the end, her tears directly rolled down her cheeks. "I tell you, it's useless!"
Aman looked at her and handed the fork to her, stiffen her hand in the air.
Finally, he asked, "You really don't eat?"
"No, I don't!"
Chloe refused with all her might.
The air was quiet for a while.
Aman put the fork back and closed the cake box. "Well, I know that you will be angry after knowing this. It's not strange."
