(Sena POV)
“Where's your phone? Give it to Cecile later. I order her to confiscate it.”
"Why?"
He didn't answer me again. As if I am his oxygen that he forgets the existence and only recalls if he needed to breathe oxygen.
"What did I do to you?" I asked. I couldn't help anymore about Sean attitude.
"Just eat, okay?" He answers.
I take a breath to relaxs.
If we talked about food, I won't refuse. He doesn't need to remind me of that.
It's a waste of morning blessing if I pay attention to him. I won’t let him destroy my beautiful morning!
Tsk! I don’t mind Sean.
But… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I can’t.
😭😭😭
What exactly I did to him? Haist.
To my annoyance I drop my cutlery.
He ignored that sound because he seemed to use with my clumsiness.
I hate him.
&nbs
