Simon Forrester didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Sienna Thornton's attitude; it was probably due to her profession, always having to have the upper hand in arguments, and Simon had long been used to it.
It's just... her last remark made him feel a bit uncomfortable.
He watched her quietly for a moment and asked, "So, you mean that as long as you're hungry, it doesn't matter what dish is put in front of you, you'll eat it?"
His tone was unusually serious, and his expression was visibly stern, which made Sienna feel it was no fun at all. She awkwardly replied, "I'm very picky about food; I'd rather starve than eat something I can't stomach."
Only then did Simon's expression soften.
Standing in front of a large floor-to-ceiling window with the curtains fully drawn, the warm sunshine of late autumn gently enveloped him, highlighting his handsome and clean-cut features.
