Chapter 17
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'What are you here for?"
His voice was a little angry.
'I brought you rice, first young master, you eat it, please. I have thoroughly checked the food, there are no insects."
Daisy said gently, she placed the food on the table in front of Atlas.
He got angry again and said: "I don't need you to bring me food, I want peace, you quickly take it out."
'I'll leave you alone but first, you should eat something. You haven't eaten anything since noon."
'I don't need you to care about me."
Atlas's voice was a bit loud. This woman appeared in front of him every five or seven times, making him lose all patience.
Daisy heard a growl in his throat, this man was like a lion, it was scary but she didn't care about this. After all, he was only human and one with no ability to resist, so she wasn't afraid of him.
On the contrary, she laughed and said: 'You are my husband, how can I not care about you? Don't be such a child. Don't you feel sorry for your stomach? I can hear your belly growling."
'Don't say that I'm your husband all the time. I do not want to hear it. If you let me hear that again, I will make you regret it before long."
Atlas's forehead was full of blue veins, his hands were gripping the wheelchair tightly, he wanted to rush up and tear the mouth of the woman in front of him. Her smile made him unable to hold back his anger. What does this smile mean, does she look down on him?
Daisy deliberately said: "Even though you don't want it to be like that, it's still the truth."
She didn't care about his darkened face. Hearing that, Atlas became even more angry, the top of his head also smoking. "Shut. I'm not your husband."
Along with his words, Atlas threw something at Daisy. Because he wasn't paying attention, he threw it and hit her on the forehead.
Daisy held her forehead and cried out, the man dared to throw things at her. She didn't know what it was, but it made her feel pain, she felt blood flowing to her hand.
Atlas didn't care about her. He said in a low voice: "You get out quickly."
Daisy is stubborn. Even though he hurt her, she still said: "I will leave your room if you eat all the food on the table."
'No one can force me to do something I don't like."
'Just eating, is that so difficult for you? What are you afraid of, tell me."
Daisy's voice was extremely restrained, she was like a kindergarten teacher telling children to eat.
Under the light of the phone, Atlas could see a red bump on her forehead, with blood oozing out of it. He tried to ignore it but it kept catching his eye. A trace of guilt flashed in his heart, but he quickly extinguished it. The woman confirmed that nothing good happened when he threw things at her.
Atlas pursed his lips and looked away as if he hadn't heard anything she said.
Daisy took a deep breath and sat down on the chair in front of him. She took the food and brought it close to Atlas's mouth, saying: "Eat."
Some man didn't look at the food, he turned the wheelchair one hundred and eighty degrees, and his back was towards her.
Daisy didn't give up either, she took the food, stood up, walked around the table, and came in front of Atlas. She wants him to eat it.
He wanted to turn the car around but didn't know how to turn it. There was a fire in his heart that was gradually burning. He wanted to throw the food away and he did just that.
Atlas's hand lifted and jerked back: "Go away."
His voice was so loud that the people hiding behind the door could hear it.
'I told you, she won't be able to make that disabled first young master eat, I'm sure she'll cry and run out soon."
'I look forward to the same."
'I'm not sure yet, couldn't she have slept in the first young master's room yesterday?"
'Maybe she can make him eat."
'No way, just wait, I heard the sound of objects being thrown just now."
The maids outside whispered and guessed what Daisy would do, whether she could make Atlas eat or not.
And inside the room, when Atlas threw the food on the ground, Daisy didn't get angry, she was a patient person so she continued doing the same thing. She brought the second spoon of rice close to his mouth, saying: "I will do that until you eat it."
Atlas didn't care about her words, he continued to throw food: "Go away."
This time his voice was more impatient than before.
Daisy didn't say anything, she continued with the third and fourth spoonfuls, each time he threw them with angry words.
Until there was half a bowl of rice left, she didn't continue anymore but put the bowl down, she said: "Do you know how much food you've thrown just now? Did you know that that amount of food can help fill a beggar's stomach? How old are you, why are you acting like a child who doesn't understand? Now, I ask you one last time, are you eating or not?"
Atlas remained silent, his hands tensed, his lips pursed, he was extremely angry but could not refute her words. In this situation, it made him even more uncomfortable, his hand instinctively wanted to grab something to throw but there was nothing there.
Daisy saw his actions, she said: 'If you want to throw things, you tell me, I get it for you but after you finish throwing, you can eat, okay?"
Her words made Atlas pause slightly. Can this woman see through his intentions? Having others see his intentions and having to say nothing made him even more uncomfortable. Daisy went to the bookshelf, took a few items, and placed them on the table, saying: "You throw them away."
