"No!" Adeline sniffed, "Didn't you explain it to me? You don't have any other choice. Well, let's stop talking about this. Aunt Lea told me that she was going to prepare your favourite dish. Let's go down and eat together."
Edmund looked straight at her and asked, "What's my favourite dish?"
"Your favourite dish ..." Adeline suddenly realized that Edmund didn’t have a favourite dish . He was not a picky eater. As long as he could eat it, he would accept it.
In order to change the subject, what she said was really full of loopholes!
"Sorry, I remembered wrongly." Adeline rubbed her hair in discomfort, and said, "I was just thinking about the competition. I'm sorry."
It was his fault, but she kept apologizing.
Edmund felt uncomfortable when he saw Adeline keep scratching her hair in a
