Bella's POV:
I didn't give up my request because of his dissatisfaction.
"Because these dishes were all made by me. Otherwise, you can't eat them!" I moved the plate in front of Herbert away.
The expression of Herbert, who had been robbed of his food, was a little ugly.
He stared at me.
To be honest, I was actually a little nervous.
But I didn't show weakness, and I was waiting for him.
After all, the plates had been moved away. If I put them back now, it would be a shame!
I told myself, "Don't be afraid of him. It's you who made dinner! Wash your hands before you eat! You're right!"
The next moment, he suddenly stood up. I took a step back in fear. No matter in height or physical strength, I was no match for him.
When I was very nervous, I heard Herbert say
