Being Treated Like Air

For the past few minutes, Yvonne had been accepting and declining whatever desserts she was being offered by this Young Master who sat next to her.

"Vonny, do you know that this is the best pastry sold by Ocular." Taylor announced while placing it on her plate.

'But…' The little girl glanced down at her belly which seemed full after everything that she had just eaten.

Noticing her actions, Taylor pouted pitifully that he was rejected once again.

The sad puppy eyes he aimed at her made Yvonne feel guilty and she could only make her stomach suffer for a little longer.

"I'll eat." She declared bringing back the smile to his face as he leaped closer towards her.

'No hugs!' The little girl was like a slimy toad as she avoided his touch especially considering how many people were inside this tent right now, watching them.