Sasha's POV "Why do you want to go upstairs? It’s time for dinner, and you like eating here," Valentino said, frowning at me, clearly dissatisfied with my attitude."I just didn’t want to disturb you," I shrugged."No, you won’t bother us. You eat your food, and we’ll eat ours," Sandra said with a fake smile.I nodded and sat back down, continuing to eat.During the meal, Sandra took out the chicken soup she brought and poured a bowl for Valentino.Instead of drinking it, Valentino placed the bowl in front of me. "You fell into the water today. Drink some chicken soup to warm up.""It’s not right. She made it for you," I said, glancing at the chicken soup and then at Sandra, who was glaring at me like she wanted to kill me."It’s fine. There’s plenty more," Sandra said, pretending to be generous."Yeah, she said it’s fine. Just drink it," Valentino added.Sandra poured another bowl for Valentino, but he kept looking at me fondly, saying, "Drink slowly, don’t rush. There’s plenty more
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