Easton Holmes' supervision was overbearing and forceful. Lily Turner's protest was directly dismissed by him as invalid. Under his one-on-one close supervision, she ate three times as much breakfast as usual.
"Eat a bit more."
"If you keep forcing me to eat, believe it or not, I'll vomit right in your face?"
Easton Holmes wanted to push Lily Turner to eat a bit more, but he was firmly refused by Lily. At that point, she was already stuffed, and if she ate any more, she really would throw up. She wasn't joking with him.
Her eyes, sparkling like stars, glared at him annoyingly, and her charming face spelled out big and clear: Discontent.
Seeing Lily Turner like this, Easton Holmes realized she was reaching her limit. Placing the bun in his hand onto the plate, he stopped forcing her to eat.
He wasn't afraid she'd vomit on him; he just didn't want to overstuff her, because then she might really develop an aversion to food.
"I believe you!"
