"I know it's bad, but that doesn't stop me from eating it. At worst, I'll eat something else to neutralize these junk foods, right?"
The way Catherine said it was self-righteous, but what it translated to in plain language was: She had a craving.
"Just say you have a craving. You eat so much and still waste it. Everyone else who eats fried chicken and cola turns into a pig, yet you're still flat as an airport runway."
"Ah!!!"
Just as Catherine was about to explode in anger, Andrew pointed to Scarlett's bedroom, "Professor Scarlett is unhappy, don't you dare shout."
"You!!!" Catherine was so angry she almost saw stars, and left immediately.
"I can't be bothered with you. You figure out how to comfort Professor Scarlett yourself."
Catherine huffed off to wash the dishes. After tidying up the kitchen, she went back to her own room.
