“I don’t want to eat. I have no appetite. You don’t have to serve me. Don’t enter if I don’t call for you all. I’m irritated now,” said Belinda coldly. She paced around the living room and kept smoking.

Elaine persuaded her softly, “You haven’t eaten anything since you came back. You can’t skip this lunch too.”

“I said I’m not hungry. I’ll eat without you all nagging me if I want to. Get out. You don’t have to be on standby here.”

Elaine had no choice but to leave, still having no clue of th