Chapter 88 Melody Turner's Provocation_1
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The next day
Leo Harrell's face was full of displeasure as he glared at the servant in front of him and angrily said, "Why isn't he eating?"
He looked at Arthur crying in the arms of the servant, tears streaming down his face like a little waterfall, his eyes filled with anger. Both servants stood there rigidly, helplessly shaking their heads.
There was nothing they could do if the young master refused to eat.
They had tried every gentle and stern method, but the child simply wouldn't open his mouth.
One of the servants, a bit more quick-witted, stepped forward to explain, "Sir, there's really nothing we can do. At first, I thought Young Master was just not used to the situation, and he did eat a little then, but it's been several days now. We managed to force some food down, but he vomited it all out..."
A child's body can't withstand the same things as an adult.
Even adults can't go without food for a few days, let alone Arthur.