25. OLIVIA

Olivia's POV

 

I knew how my actions has affected him. Yes, let's give him something to think about. This way, he can totally forget about doing anything to hurt me.

 

I could see the surprise on his face as he watched me enter in with the tray of food. I placed it carefully on his table. I even went ahead to take four spoons of the food and then I stood by the side.

 

He as quiet for a long time and I worried that the meal would get cold. If it got cold, he would not enjoy it and he would feel as if I have intentionally brought him a bad tasting meal just to anger him.

 

Are you not eating? I gestured to him. He was still staring at me, not answering. I panicked.

 

You don't like this food? Shall I make another one?

 

"Olivia." He called firmly. "What is the meaning of this?"

 

I made you dinner. I replied to him.