Desiree’s POV

"Well forget it, it was a joke. Revenge is not good for you," he said as he bit his own food, I just stared at him with a pout on my lips. I put the food that he bought for me. It is a chicken and I feel it tastes so good, my stomach is growling to take a bite of this food.

“So are you okay?” He asks me that as he glances at me because I am still pouting, “yeah, I’m fine, it's just I don't like to talk to you any nonsense anymore.”

“Desiree, I am not talking nonsense, you should be happy because I...