My boyfriend refused three times,

but I still held a tomato up to his mouth and made him eat.
So we ended up having a huge fight over a single tomato.

A girl posted online asking for help, because she didn’t know what she’d done wrong.
That day, there was only one tomato left in the dorm.
It’s the one I brought from home.

For the earlier ones, every time I would ask my boyfriend:
“Want to eat?”
He said:
“No.”
And I didn’t think much of it—I ate it myself.

The last one was the biggest, and I’d kept it舍不得 eating.
I thought I’d save it for him, and share it with him together.
But after leaving it for days, I was afraid it would go bad if I kept it longer.
So I told him:
“Let’s eat it together.”

He still said:
“You eat it. I won’t.”
I washed the tomato, and still handed it to him.
Walking over to his side, while I broke it apart and smiled, I said:
“Have a bite. It’s really sweet.”

He glanced at me.
“I really won’t eat.”
I still passed him the small piece I’d broken off.
“Just take one small bite.”
“It’s really good.”
He didn’t take it.

I said it again:
“Even just one bite is fine.”
“Just respond to me a bit.”
He suddenly frowned and said:
“I’ve already said no so many times.
Why do you still keep making me eat?”

The air went quiet at once.
So we started arguing over this.
At that time, I felt wronged.
I just wanted to save the tasty thing for him and share it with him.
How did it turn into this?

Maybe for me, that was sharing.
But for him,
from the moment he said his first “No,”
wasn’t his choice already very clear?

If it were you: after you had rejected someone three times, and they still kept trying to persuade you—would you feel that’s care, or pressure?
Do you think the girl’s actions are right? Or is there something wrong with the guy?