"Delectable."
I tried to control my expression, but I couldn't help but press my lips in fear. How could he say all that while looking at me? The food... wasn't on my face. Before I knew it, I already slapped his shoulder lightly.
"Do I look like food to you?" I asked with a shaking voice.
That did not faze Hugo, as he simply glanced at his shoulder. A deep exhale slipped from his lips before he smacked them.
"Don't mind me, Bambi. I am simply speaking my thoughts aloud so I can hear them," he explained halfheartedly with a lazy look in his eyes. I pressed my lips into a thin line and tried to ignore him, just as he said.
However, how could I eat when Ivo, the person I was with, was missing? And his replacement was staring at me while mumbling things? The first bite felt hard to swallow because of the pressure Hugo was giving me.
'Why must he be so cruel?' I wondered, weeping internally. 'If he is hungry and thirsty, just as he was mumbling, he should eat and drink!'
