Stealing

After Justin left, no one supervised Anne to eat. In addition, she was worried about Justin, so she had no appetite. She only took two bites and then stopped. "Sit down and eat!" Tim roared at her as Justin did. "No." Anne glanced at him. She didn't listen to him. It worked for Justin, but it didn't for Tim. "It doesn't taste good. I don't want to eat it." Then she put down the bowl and chopsticks and turned back to her room. She was listless and kept thinking about what Justin was doing. Tim widened his eyes. She was so thin that she could be blown away by a gust of wind, but she still refused to eat. Anne went to bed early. Lying on the bed, she spent time on her phone. She had nothing to do, so she looked through the documents in her email about the temperature control device in her paper. As she looked through them, time passed by unknowingly. There was a knock on the door, which startled her. She stood up, walked to the door, and asked in confusion and vigilance, "Who is it?" In f