Chapter one hundred and twenty

Going back into my room, Aiden walked into my room which was already open. Looking up from my phone, I see him holding a tray of food. "Oh poor man, he looked so humble like a slave. I wonder how he is really feeling doing this but it seems pretty cool. I mean the smell of the chicken bread and scones. My eyes meet the stew that he made along it.

My mouth watered immediately I set my eyes on the food which he dropped on the table. "Come and eat the delicious meal which I made specially for you," Aiden happily announced as he pointed at the food.

Hesitatingly, while he stood there watching me, I looked up from my phone again, "I don't want to eat that. Do you think that food is what I want to eat?" I asked him, my tone icy.

Standing up from my bed, I went up to where he stood with the food placed, "I don't wanna eat this and I never asked you to prepare this," I added and his face twisted into a gloomy face.

"Why? And.." he started to talk but I cut him up like a wicked boss, "Wait! I'