When You Are Not Fed Love On A Silver Spoon Novels & Stories

“Two more lives depend on you. Aaron would rip me apart if I let you starve yourself while he’s lying unconscious down the hall.” The words hit, sharp and merciless. I looked at the tray, my stomach twisting, nausea pressing tight against my throat. But his words stuck. Aaron. My babies. The pieces of my heart spread across this hospital. My hand shook as I picked up the spoon. The broth was lukewarm, sliding down my throat with no taste at all, but I forced myself to swallow. Bite after bite, tiny pieces of fruit, a spoonful of vegetables, the soup. Halfway through, I pushed the tray gently away, my body trembling. “That’s all I can do.”

After hunger no longer tormented them, the children trusted Phoebe. Looking at the five miserable children in front of them eating like they were starving, they didn't even need a spoon to eat directly with their hands. Phoebe feels very lucky because she has never had to go hungry, she has a mother who loves her so that she can go to school even though people still despise and hate her. Only then did Phoebe remember the letter her mother had written in a wooden box: "Be happy and bring happiness to others."

Make sense. I'm the only child and in my situation, my parents spoiled me. They feed me with silver spoons and treat me like a princess. I got everything I wanted and people at school used to envy me but I really don't care. I just don't care what other people think. Up till now, I have been the same.

“Eat it, quick! Aren’t you starving? We made this especially for you.” She placed her hands on her waist, and her expression filled with pride and contempt. “Hesper, this is the only meal that's served to you. Are you sure that you don’t want to eat? If you don’t, you’re going to be malnourished. How are you going to feed your precious son then?” Hesper shifted her gaze. She could bear the hunger but how could she do this to her son. The child came from her, so she would protect him with her life.

He’s always wanted whatever I had. He took away my family and the love I had. While I was on the streets with my mom, suffering and begging for alms to feed, he was living like a king, lavishing his wealthy mother’s money and our dad’s. He was a spoiled child, raised to replace me. They all thought I didn’t exist. They trained him to be the golden child, the one they loved and found fit enough to take over the family’s business but the moment I was found, the moment I showed up to their doorstep, all I got was hate. They saw me as the one that stole Marvin’s silver spoon, when in fact, he’d been living my life all along.

"Because the way you eat disgusted me." Joanne's eyelids drooped. "We are people from two worlds. Your ideal wife is a gentlewoman, and a woman like that won't be as rude and rude as me. Though, I never said that I perfectly meet your requirements. My mother abandoned me when I was very young, and my father didn't deem me his daughter. "Whenever my aunt got angry, she'd starve me and wouldn't allow me to eat. Therefore, in my eyes, being able to eat is a thing to be grateful for. The most important thing is that if you can't stand it, don't look at me.

Right now, what Hana wants to do is calm the concert her stomach worms are doing as a form of protest because they are hungry. Silver rolled his eyes, before finally jumping into the arms of Zoe who was enjoying her favorite morning tea. "Ah, I forgot your milk Sil. Wait a minute, please." Suddenly Zoe remembered that she hadn't brought Silver any food. Silver's face, which had looked happy, suddenly wrinkled. Looks like he doesn't like having to get off Zoe's lap. He even followed Zoe into the kitchen. Making Hana, who was eating, was astonished by his behavior. Come to think of it, instead of a ghost, Silver would be a bodyguard.

, I was literally in tears right now. "Do you know the craziest thing about all of this? you're still going to go back to Alex, you're going to cut me off and go back to him, because you're an obsessed simp. Probably you're unloved at home and of course nobody is ever gonna love you so you throw yourself on them. You met Alex and a month later you're already talking about marriage, you forced the guy into proposing, you think he wanted you? oh baby girl you're just delusional. You are being abused in a relationship and you still stayed after he almost killed you like a million times, you're a joke, a big fat joke ".

With a sigh, Emilia made her way to the solitary table, where a stainless steel cutlery set awaited her - a stark contrast to the golden cutlery used by the others. As she lifted the lid off her meal, her eyes fell upon a meager serving of two slices of bread, some wilted vegetables, and a small portion of stew. The vegetables looked and smelled sour, as if they had gone bad. Emilia's heart ached, knowing she was treated like an outcast, even in something as basic as a meal.

My little kitten doesn't know yet that her simple gesture is worth millions of dollar. " Now eat your food, before it gets cold." She said in a motherly tone. She took the spoon and fed me with the soup. I didn't protest, in fact I'm enjoying this so much. It's overwhelming to know I have a special place in her heart. Though she said 'where not Love-birds' well not yet little kitten, but soon we will. I made an oath to myself. No matter what, I will make her love me back.