Anne painstakingly fed Christian his food. She hadn't touched any of the food that Giselle had prepared for her. Everything was still on the table in the same position as when Giselle had put them down the first time.
"I'm full, Mommy," Christian said quietly, rejecting Anne's last bite.
"Really? But there's still some left. If you don't finish it all, Mommy is sad," answered Anne quickly pretending to be sad.
Christian was silent for a few moments, until he finally decided to take the last bite and chewed on it eagerly. Jack smiled seeing his son's adorable behavior. He then took the plate from Anne's hand and placed it on the table right on the table next to the salad that had been spat on by Giselle.
"Christian is full, now it's your turn to eat," said Jack softly.
Anne grabbed the bottle of mineral water in front of her and drank it straight to the toilet. "I'm not hungry, Jack."
Jack raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by not hungry?"
