Chapter 166: Eating at a Street Stall

I cried until my body felt empty. When the tears finally stopped, I pulled the blanket off my head and leaned against the headboard, staring at the dinner scattered on the floor. The door opened. Arthur stepped in. His gaze swept over the mess, his jaw tightening as he crossed the room. "What happened?" "Nothing. The food just fell over." I kept my tone flat. I didn't look at him. "Was it your mom?" Of course he guessed. Arthur always knew. "Arthur… thank you." The words slipped out before I could stop them. Today had been hell, but I knew he tried. Even if nothing could fix my mom's opinion of me. "What are you expecting from her? Serena, you're not a kid." His voice was sharp, his eyes cold. "She's my mom. That's why I still hope," I said quietly. Then I forced a weak smile. "Forget it. I'm starving. Take me out to eat." I hadn't eaten since that oatmeal this morning. My stomach felt like it was caving in. "What do you want? I'll call my secretary to send something over." He reached