Chapter 146 Cooking When The Porridge Is Cold

'Did she come here to bring me the porridge? She came in and put the porridge down carefully. As soon as she raised her head, she saw the window near Darren's bed. Then she walked over carefully and opened the curtain. There was nobody in the window. Seeing that, she breathed a sigh of relief and made sure that Darren wouldn't suddenly come out from somewhere, and then she sat on the window relaxed. However, as soon as he looked up, he saw Darren embracing his arm. He stood calmly at the door and asked, "what are you doing?"

Amanda covered her chest with her hand and asked weakly, "Why are you there?"

"It is not strange for me to do anything in my room, but why do you sneak in? What do you want?" Said Darren flatly.

"I'm not sneaking around. You always appear from time to time. I'm just worried that if I come in, I'll be scared by you again. I don't expect that you're still frightening. Indeed, every time I knocked on the door, you didn't respond." Amanda was still in fear and complained.

"I don't want to talk to you." Said Darren in a calm voice. But his words sounded aggressive.

"I'm not messing with you. I made porridge for you. But you said you didn't want to talk to me. okay, You let me down." She stood up and was about to leave.

"Amanda, do you think you are pathetic?" Just as she was about to walk out, she saw Darren standing behind her.

"I don't think I'm pitiful."

"Then why do you always act like the sad heroine in front of everyone? Don't you know that people hate to see that face?" Darren was mean when he said these words. All of a sudden, Amanda turned around and shouted at him, "I broke up with my boyfriend. I can't be sad. Seeing my ex-boyfriend, do I need to be happy? That's too disappointing. I can't do it. "

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d and stammered, "Nonsense! I'm not such a person."

"That's just for you. The real value of a thing is not estimated by yourself, but by other people. When you feel it is a treasure, and when others think it's just grass, you still won't give it up. For such a self absorbed person, why don't you just live in seclusion?" Darren said excitedly.

Amanda blinked her eyes. She knew that Darren was talking nonsense, but she agreed with him.

Noticing that she stopped crying, he said in a much softer tone, "The porridge is cold. Go and make another bowl."

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she exclaimed, "It wasn't done long ago. How come it gets cold?"

"I said, it's cold now. Please start over again." Said Darren with a straight face.

Amanda stamped her feet with anger, "you are bullying me, aren't you?"

"I'm the boss. Go ahead!" Said Darren flatly.

She looked at Darren angrily. She turned around and took the bowl away. It was still warm, but he asked her to cook when she was so sad. He was a bully. She was right. Darren was a bad guy, a devil.

You jerk! I want to eat carrot, pineapple, onion, celery, and porridge all into your mouth. It makes you sick!