Sensitive
"What do you think is the food I make to your taste?" asked Mr. K to Clara gently.
Clara could only smile and nodded her head softly, confirmed Mr. K.
For a moment, in Clara's mind, the last thing related to the film she was going to shoot came back.
"Mmm ... Kev, may I ask about the film project I wanted to take on beforehand?"
Suddenly the spoon and fork that previously seemed to move to take the plate's food suddenly stopped.
He seemed unmoved in his place.
Honestly, for now, he cannot think, nor can he make wise decisions. He did not want today he talked about other things that the conversation is a little sensitive for him.
In Mr. K's heart, he was eager to decide right away that he forbade Clara from taking the shot. But on the other hand, indeed the wife is not pleased about it, especially as she knows that one of the reasons Clara wanted the role was himself.