Ophelia lifted her head and gave him a puzzled look, not understanding the meaning of his words, “Hungry? Here's another pair of chopsticks, be my guest.”
Zachariah looked straight at her and gritted his teeth, “You're not going to feed me?”
Ophelia usually would have gladly fed him with such a hint, but a phone call from Cora made her completely out of the mood. She just answered, “Eat it yourself.”
Zachariah continued to stare at her and said bluntly, “Not happy?”
Ophelia forced a smile and said, “Mr. Chambers, I am happy.”
Zachariah’s hand gripped the chopsticks more tightly and said, “Don't smile if you don't want to, it's very ugly.”
The smile on Ophelia's face slowly disappeared, and again lowered her head to eat the food, but she had lost all her appetite.
Zachariah put down his chopsticks and said, “What's wrong with you?”
Ophelia poked at the rice on her plate with her chopsticks when Zachariah reached out and grabbed her, saying, “Don't do that.”
Ophelia lifted her head, looked at him in a bit of a trance, her eyes slowly turned red, and even unconsciously shed tears.
She felt that since she was pregnant, she had become a lot more fragile, and had become more like a crybaby.
Zachariah felt his heart ache, reaching out to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and smoothly took her into his arms, whispering, “Why are you crying?”
Ophelia wrapped her hands around his waist. At this moment, she took him as her only reliance, indulging in his arms and shedding her tears.
She cried for a few minutes, and Zachariah pushed her body away slightly, raised his hand to wipe away her tears, and said, “Why are you crying?”
Ophelia looked at him with tearful eyes and said, “Mr. Chambers, do you think I’m dirty?”
Zachariah's eyes became darker, cupped her chin, and raised it, saying, “Did someone say something to you?”
Ophelia avoided his eyes and said, “No.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
Ophelia shook her head, shifted her gaze back to the meal, and said, “Mr. Chambers, let’s eat, I’m still not full.”
Zachariah just looked at her.
Ophelia changed the subject, “Mr. Chambers, if you're not hungry, I'll finish all of these dishes.”
Zachariah grabbed her hand and said, “What the hell is wrong with you?”
Ophelia put down the chopsticks and sighed, “Mr. Chambers, do you want me to have something wrong?”
Ophelia buried her head to the food, picked up something, and handed it to Zachariah's mouth, then said, “Mr. Chambers, with this, we are considered to be reconciled, and don’t mention the photos again, deal?”
Zachariah glanced at her, then opened his mouth and took the food she fed him.
It was a rare occasion that the two of them got along well. After dinner, Zachariah made a phone call to his mother. He asked her to not come over in the evening, and he would take care of Ophelia.
Mrs. Chambers was naturally happy to hear that and hung up the phone after telling Zachariah to take good care of Ophelia.
Zachariah peeled an orange for her and said, “When did the doctor say you could be discharged from the hospital?”
“Tomorrow.”
The two chatted like good friends, not talking about relationships, Cora, just the two of them. Ophelia cherished such a rare and cozy time.
She and Zachariah had been married for almost five years, and for once, she felt a little closer to Zachariah's heart.
Zachariah nodded his head.
Ophelia hesitated for a moment and still opened her mouth, “Mr. Chambers, Miss Fletcher just called you, I think you'd better call her back.”
Zachariah instantly understood why she was unhappy and said bluntly, “Did she say something to you?”
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