After A Meal Chapter 6 Novels & Stories

Then the car drove away. The quiet returned almost immediately. I placed the book on the small table beside the couch and walked toward the kitchen. The microwave hummed softly. I opened it and pulled out the plate inside. It was the leftover portion of what I had eaten that morning. I carried it to the dining table and sat down. For a moment, I simply stared at the food. Then I picked up the fork. The first bite went down easily. Then the second. And the third. I paused halfway through the meal, resting the fork against the plate.

The moment the words left my mouth, Hilda's smile froze. Even in her livestream, the rapidly scrolling comments came to an abrupt halt. She frowned and could barely believe what she had just heard. "Are you still trying to bargain with me?" Once again, her voice turned shrill. I ignored her questioning and looked straight into her phone's camera before calmly continuing, "Ten thousand dollars is too cheap. It doesn't match the Supreme Farmhouse Set Meal you've put together, featuring your imported Ardorian chives and classically trained gourmet chicken.

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I was about to speak when she muttered, "Come on, eat your meal, I will return soon to clear this, maybe we can talk then." I felt relieved, she stood up and walked out of my room seductively, I could feel the bulge in my shorts. I returned my gaze to the tray before me and started devouring the meal. Gosh, it tasted great. The meal excited my taste buds, it felt good. Maybe it's due to my inability to get a good meal? Well, I was grateful to Joy for such a meal. (Four hours later)

“No, I haven’t.” There was a strange pause between us and for a moment I thought that it meant that he was finished talking to me. I picked back up the egg and shoved it into my mouth. It wasn’t as warm as the last one had been but it was still tasty. As soon as I swallowed it Six shot up from his chair. I jumped a little at his quick and sudden movement which earned a glare from him. I lowered my chin down until I was staring at my lap and then I mumbled out an apology.

If I skipped a meal, it would be disastrous m I had trained my appetite I'm such a way that skipping either lunch or dinner would weaken me to the point of see death with my eyes. Slowly, I picked up the tray and placed it on my lap. My hands were shaking a little. I picked up my spoon, scooped out a spoonful of rice mixed with lentil. I took a small bite, chewing slowly. I closed my eyes, trying to understand the taste of the food. It tasted plain… but warm. Warm enough to make it taste better. They knew better not to bring a cold food. Tears gathered in my eyes as I swallowed. How did I even end up here?

Chapter 20 * Happy 20 Chapters, Readers!. * *** ---- Adyen ----- I had lunch in the private room of the company's restaurant for the first time. Though the restaurant was built on my order I haven't stepped foot into it. I won't deny that the food there was just as delicious as home and I felt a lot refreshed and Better after eating. It feels so good to eat during the day. Perhaps, Mary was right, after all, I should pay more attention to my health than other things.

"Just one more page." I took a single bite of a date before returning to the book. Soon hours slipped by unnoticed. The afternoon became evening and the candles inside the chamber were lit one by one. Meera eventually tapped the table and mimed eating. "Dinner?" I guessed. She nodded enthusiastically. "Okay." I smiled. "I'll eat." But… The moment I saw another page filled with new words… I forgot all about dinner. ****** CREAAKKK…. The heavy doors slowly opened and I didn't even notice, not until Meera and the servants immediately bowed.

Chapter 70 Scarlett's pov My finger flipped the page as I took a sip of my coffee. As much as I tried to enjoy the novel my thoughts kept on straying to last night as I tried to make sense of Silas' behaviour. At first, I had been scared the meal was disastrous but after he had left and I tasted the food it seemed perfect which puzzled me all the more as I wondered why he had bolted the way he did. Asher had made his way into the kitchen a while later and had enjoyed the meal with me as he teased me and eventually eased away some of the awkwardness I had been feeling.

I ate slowly, savoring each bite like it was my last meal, knowing there was no food at the Clifford mansion and Gabe wouldn’t turn into an angel just because of a glucose crash. I expected him to leave, but he didn’t. He sat in the comfy armchair, watching me as I moaned with every bite, unable to hide the pleasure the food brought. “You look like you’re having sex with the food,” he said, dead serious. “No… I’m *coming*,” I clarified, not looking at him, dipping my finger in the milk to confirm it was skim. I remembered his fingers in my mouth before I passed out, the sensation it sparked. I was weak, but that move left me soaking wet.