I Should Be Nicer to Him

Bella's POV: I didn't give up my request because of his dissatisfaction. "Because these dishes were all made by me. Otherwise, you can't eat them!" I moved the plate in front of Herbert away. The expression of Herbert, who had been robbed of his food, was a little ugly. He stared at me. To be honest, I was actually a little nervous. But I didn't show weakness, and I was waiting for him. After all, the plates had been moved away. If I put them back now, it would be a shame! I told myself, "Don't be afraid of him. It's you who made dinner! Wash your hands before you eat! You're right!" The next moment, he suddenly stood up. I took a step back in fear. No matter in height or physical strength, I was no match for him. When I was very nervous, I heard Herbert say, "I'm going to wash my hands." After that, he turned around and went to the bathroom. I looked at his back and breathed a sigh of relief. I thought he was going to punish me! Herbert came back, sat back in his seat, and took the pl