Nathan stared at Crystal and said, "Crystal, do you know something that's why you hurt yourself and threatened me?"
The contrast between what she was now and what she was before was too great.
"What should I know?" Crystal looked at him with a poker face.
Nathan didn't know how to respond.
"Again, I'm hungry."
Nathan ordered someone to bring paper and a pen and asked someone to buy a change of clothes. He went down to the toilet to take a bath briefly.
He didn't eat regularly, and a faint discomfort came to his stomach.
Perhaps his recent diet had helped. His vomiting was not as bad, and his stomachache had eased a lot.
But Nathan knew it was only temporary. He could feel that his physical condition was not as good as before. He felt very tired when he picked Crystal up for such a short walk from the cafe to the car.
Nathan clenched his fists, water running out of his palms. This feeling of powerlessness grew day by day.