There is some anger in my eyes. Chris didn't dare to do this before.
"Mr. Warren, I said no. Please leave. I don't want to see you." Chris said word by word.
I lifted the frame and looked at Chris carefully. She changed and her eyes changed.
"I had it redone."
"Don't do it, I won't eat it no matter how many times, unless you let me go! Warren, don't make me hate you."
"No way, I won't let you go, Chris. Don't let me force you to eat in other ways."
I quickly brought her another bowl of porridge. "Chris, I remember you liked this porridge very much."
She doesn't even want to look at me, let alone eat.
I put the porridge aside. "Are you sure you don't want to eat it?"
"NO."
"Well, then don't blame me." Warren leaned over suddenly, his breath getting closer, and a touch of tension a
