"Ethan's point of view,"
"Miss Parker, are you sure you haven't heard something?" I regarded her with wary eyes.
"Well, Mr. Woods, I have told you many times that I have heard none of the insanity you have displayed when alone." She keeps telling me she has only heard me speak, but I can tell that she has heard me speak because of the way she is teasing me.
But why does she keep lying to me when I know she has heard everything I have to say? She is lying to you because she found your remarks depressing. My subconscious answered my inquiry.
Why would she be depressed after hearing me? My male ego was being tested because you claimed that your flirtatious interactions with her and your early morning kiss were only amusing. Now my subconscious is making me feel bad.
Hey, come on, I didn't say it to harm her; I did it just to appease my male ego, and you are well aware of this. In front of my subconscious, I attempted to show my innocence.
"Can we have breakfast right away, Mr. Woods?" Stella's comments cut off the dialogue I was having with my subconscious.
"Yeah, you can rest inside the hut while I prepare and bring food," I said as I stood up from my seat.
"No, Mr. Woods, there's no need for you to leave; I've already made breakfast." She held my hand to stop me.
"What? Are you capable of preparing breakfast?" It shocked me as I stared at her.
"Why? Is a license necessary to prepare breakfast as well?" She responded in a grating manner.
Ms. Parker has reverted to her former self. After hearing her humorous response, I couldn't stop giggling.
"No, I did not ask how you are interpreting. I was just curious whether you could cook because I've noticed a lot of girls who are afraid to work in the kitchen."
She might stop talking and become upset if I say something again. I then gave her my justification for asking my query.
"Mr. Woods, I'm not sure what girls you've encountered up to this point, but I'm not who you think I am. I can manage both my business and all the household duties." She gave me an answer.
Oh no, I believe my statements made her upset. Why did I need to bother her with pointless inquiries when I could have gone to breakfast with her in private? She will now become upset with me once more and cut off communication. I feel so terrified after observing her quiet that I find it difficult to even speak to her.
Why is it that her quiet bothers me so much? Am I truly beginning to care for her now?
Have you once more considered these pointless things? How long did it take me to tell you that you felt nothing at all for her? Yet as soon as you pass Stella, you consider her once more. My macho ego prevented me from considering Stella.
"Did you make the entire breakfast, Ms. Parker?" I questioned, looking at the breakfast that was served to me on a dish.
"Do you see anyone else here than me, Mr. Woods?" She responded in a grating manner.
Are you finding it so challenging to be still for a while? You don't see my point that she has no interest in speaking with you at all. After hearing her grating response, my male ego told me to be quiet.
"Miss Parker, this dish has too much pepper." I started crying as soon as I took the first bite of food in my mouth because of the chili.
"What are you talking about, Mr. Woods?" I merely used regular spices in my dish.
She took a bite out of her dish and ate it with ease.
"Ms. Parker, do you not feel at all chilly in this food?"
How does she consume so much spicy food so slowly?
"No, Mr. Woods, I think the food is delicious. Do you eat anything spicy?" She gave me a perplexed glance.
"I enjoy spicy cuisine, Ms. Parker, but this dish has way too much chili." I could not quit wiping away tears.
"Mr. Woods, I did not know that you abhor spicy food altogether. I would have set out boiled vegetables for you if I had known sooner." She seemed to enjoy my predicament a lot, based on the smile on her face.
"Miss Parker This dish is inedible to me," I said as I moved the food platter that was set in front of me.
What are you doing, Ethan? She is presenting you with a spicy food challenge, but you are rejecting it by shifting your plate. It prompted me to eat the spicy food cooked by Stella, my male ego.
There is no such thing as eating too much spicy food; doing so can harm your health. My subconscious prevented me from consuming spicy food me.
"I'll make you less hot food right now, Mr. Woods." She was wearing a triumphant smile.
I will not let her win at all costs.
"You don't need to work hard for me, Ms. Parker; I'll devour this meal." After placing it on the plate in front of me, I ate. My eyes were watering constantly from the chili, but my ego would not let me give up on Stella Parker.
Although the chilly had caused my face to turn completely red, I kept eating.
"I've finished all the food on the plate, Ms. Parker. Please give me some water to drink." I had a hard time getting my voice out of my mouth.
She responded, "Oh no," after noticing the water cup.
"Miss Parker, what happened?" I asked apprehensively. I was already feeling really unhappy from the chilly, and now Ms. Parker's anticipation was making me feel even worse.
"Mr. Woods, I've consumed all the water we had to drink, which is why you're now so thirsty."
"Miss Parker, i am sure this you did this on purpose?" I hurriedly exited the hut and went for the water.