Mia retrieved some clean utensils from a nearby shelf and handed them to Luna. “Why don’t you start
by feeding Asher,” she suggested.
“Ms. Monalize, just so you know, Asher can feed himself; he’s just a little shy,” Luna retorted.
Taking the utensils, she ced them in Asher’s hand and whispered, “If you don’t do as I say, there will
be consequences when we get home!”
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As a child, Asher instinctively felt scared and obediently took the utensils. However, his movements
were somewhat shaky.
He struggled to hold the utensils steadily, let alone pick up the food.
Sitting opposite them, Ginger skillfully used her cutlery to eat her
vegetables and meat. Despite her small hands, she was undoubtedly more adept than Asher.
The contrast between them was stark, highlighting Asher’s disadvantage.
Just then, Ginger picked up a piece of meat with her fork and ced it on Mia’s te. “Mommy, have
some.”
Mia smiled warmly and replied, “Thank you, sweetie.”
Without hesitation, Ginger then picked up another piece and ced it on Timothy’s te. “Tim, here
you go,” she offered.
As Timothy looked at the meat Ginger had given him, a hint of surprise shed in his eyes.
Observing the situation, Luna quickly interjected, “Mr. Barrett is a bit of a germaphobe. He typically
doesn’t share his food with others, especially if it has been touched by someone else.”
Standing up, Luna continued, “Tim, I’ll help you get a fresh te and a new
set of cutlery.”
Ginger appeared flustered, her gaze shifting toward Timothy. The smile that had lit up her face
moments ago now faded slightly.
However, Timothy gazed at the meat on his te and proceeded to eat it without a trace of hesitation.
Ginger beamed with a bright smile. “Is it tasty?” she asked eagerly.
Timothy’s lips curled slightly as he replied, “Yes, it’s good. Just focus on your meal and don’t worry
about the adults, okay?”
Everyone at the table was taken aback
Mia’s eyes betrayed a hint of surprise. She hadn’t expected Timothy to eat the food Ginger had cut for
him.
After all, individuals with germaphobia typically disliked others handling
their food.
Luna was equally shocked by the scene. The fact that Timothy had eaten the food Ginger had offered
was simply unbelievable.
After all, everyone in the Barrett family knew about Timothy’s
germaphobia, and no one would dare to touch upon that sensitive issue.
While Ginger was picking out Timothy’s food earlier, Luna initially thought her moment hade.
Much to her surprise, Timothy went ahead and ate the food Ginger had
offered him.
With a firm grip, Luna held onto the te and cutlery. Stepping forward, she offered, “Tim, I’ll fetch you
another set of utensils.”
Holding his te, Timothy frowned as he nced at Luna. “Instead of focusing on others, why don’t
you spend more time helping Asher?
“He can’t even pick up his cutlery to eat on his own. He’s so big and still
needs to be fed! What kind of teaching methods are you using?”
Luna’s dignity crumbled under Timothy’s stern reprimand.
Watching the unfolding scene, Mia intervened, saying, “Mr. Barrett, let’s not be too harsh. It’s natural for
mothers to spoil their children. As a single mom, Ms. Maynard is bound to indulge Asher a bit.”
Timothy couldn’t help but let out a disdainful snort. Nheless, he decided not to say anything more
in front of the children.
Flushed with embarrassment, Luna returned to her seat, shooting Asher a re and feeling utterly
humiliated.
At that moment, Ginger ced her utensils on the table. “I’m full, Mommy. Can I go y with my toys?”
“Of course,” Mia replied.
Turning to Asher, Luna remarked, “Asher, it seems like you’re not interested in eating either. Why don’t
you join her and y with the toys?
Luna was determined to prevent Asher from misbehaving further and leaving a negative impression on
Timothy.