"You are the doctor. Since you've asked me to take good care of my stomach, you should also know that it is as important not to upset me. Have breakfast with me."
Gloria was amused by his requirement. Her morning peace of mind was disturbed by this man in front of her.
"You are the one who gets stomach cancer, not me. If you don't even care about your own health, no one can help you! Because you don't deserve to live, you'd better die early to make room for good people in the world."
Jordy felt the veins on his forehead throb, but calmed down and said to her, "Stay with me, so that I'd be able to eat and care about myself."
Gloria laughed mockingly, "Moral blackmail?"
In those years, Jordy was ruthless and emotionless to what she did and how she felt. He would rather believe in a liar who was full of sh*t than take a word of hers for it. She did not know why she would care and pity him so much then.
Was he really that good?!