Seeing that, Mitchel wondered if Holden might be hungry, so he stayed quiet and tried to reach for another dish. But suddenly, Holden scooped up some vegetable and potato puree with a spoon and offered it to Mitchel.
Stunned, Mitchel stared at Holden in surprise. After a while, he finally managed to stammer, “What are you doing… I…”
Mitchel’s thoughts were jumbled by Holden’s unexpected gesture, and Holden, losing patience, said flatly, “Open your mouth.”
Mitchel looked at Holden, who was sitting at a distance, clearly not wanting to feed him.
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And Mitchel didn’t want to be fed by Holden, either. Gazing at the food, he hesitated before saying, “I can still use my hands. I can feed myself.”
Holden looked at Mitchel with a darkened expression and said, “Do you think I want to feed you? With your shoulder injury, you really shouldn’t be moving too much. I’ve never fed a man before, so please, just eat quickly.”
After he spoke, an awkward silence filled the hospital room.
Mitchel felt uncomfortable with the idea of being fed by another man and struggled internally with the situation.
At the same time, Holden became increasingly impatient, frequently glancing towards the door, dreading Ariana’s return. He didn’t want Ariana feeding Mitchel. Breaking the silence, he said, “When Ariana comes back and sees you eating by yourself, she’ll probably insist on feeding you herself.”
The tension around Holden was palpable. “She feels guilty, you know. She wouldn’t want you straining yourself,” he said.
His voice carried a mix of jealousy and frustration, making it clear that he would be upset if Ariana came back and took over feeding Mitchel.
Another pause followed.
Thankfully, Mitchel didn’t challenge him. After a moment, Mitchel simply said, “Okay.” He then opened his mouth with an expressionless face.
Holden endured all the discomfort and put the food into Mitchel’s mouth. When Mitchel ate it, he felt more uncomfortable. It was as if thousands of ants were crawling all over his body.
He looked at Mitchel with a stiff face and said, “Tell me after you swallow it.”
Mitchel nodded calmly and chewed slowly. Even if the food in his mouth was only mashed potato, he chewed it more than thirty times.
His face was expressionless. He couldn’t tell what the mashed potato tasted like, but he didn’t want another bite of it.
While watching Mitchel chew, Holden was at a loss for words. He hadn’t expected Mitchel to eat like this. Soon, he urged impatiently, “Hurry up.”
Holden looked unhappy. No wonder Mitchel hadn’t eaten much at Ariana’s house last time. It turned out he had wasted all his time chewing the food.
After swallowing all the mashed potato in his mouth, Mitchel had no choice but to speak. He said emotionlessly, “I’m done. Go on.”
Holden fed him another spoonful and complained, “Why do you chew so much? This is mashed potato, not iron. Do you know that feeding you is very tiring?”
“I have to do it to reduce the burden on the gastrointestinal tract.”
Mitchel made an excuse with a calm expression. Then, he began to chew the mashed potato again.
Holden was so angry that blue veins bulged on his forehead. But he held back and waited for Mitchel to finish chewing and swallowing before feeding Mitchel another spoonful.