Bella Scott glanced at the food box, then turned to throw it away.
Edward Anderson saw through her intention and frowned, "No matter what, you shouldn't waste food. You have a weak stomach, don't make things worse for your body."
His tone was like scolding an unruly child.
Bella pressed her lips together and, under Edward's glare, reluctantly took the food box into the car.
When she reached her office, she hesitated for a moment before opening it.
On top was a heart-shaped fried egg, and the rest were some delicious breakfast items – seven or eight dishes, all her favorites.
She stared at the food, unable to bring herself to throw it away, and slowly chewed and swallowed each bite, finishing the entire meal.
Maybe she could pretend that the impostor was indeed Edward, as the breakfast he made tasted just like Edward's.
After Bella finished her breakfast, Clarky entered the room, hearing her mutter to herself, "I'm sick…"
