Lovely Dinner ... not.
1175 Words
Her mother suggested helping prepare dinner, but Sofia's refused because cooking alone could make her escape from 'interrogation', even though she was also worried about what Arsenio would say to their mother while she was not with them.
'I hope he doesn't say anything strange.'
Sofia knows that Arsenio can be narcissistic when he talks about himself, especially now that he is her husband.
'Don't tell me he's going to talk about our s*x life!?'
That would be embarrassing! But knowing that it's Arsenio that Sofia is thinking about right now, it's not impossible, it could even be said to be normal because he always brags about how wonderful having s*x with Cindy are. She shuddered at the memory.
'At this rate I have to keep him close to me!'
Sofia turned off the stove first so she wouldn't forget, "Arsenio!"
"Yes, babe!?"
"Can you help me for a moment?"
"Anything for you~"
Sofia rolled her eyes at that response.
Just another his silly charm. It didn't take long for Arsenio to appear with a big smile.
Sofia wondered what that smile meant, "You can pour this soup and give it beautiful decorations as I say?"
"Yes, Chef~"
Sofia raised an eyebrow hearing how enthusiastic he was, "Should I be worried how awfully happy you are to help me?" she asked, but regretted it when she felt him close behind her to rest his chin on her shoulder, "What are you doing?" despite her protests, he doesn't move away from her.
"Because this time it's not dessert, Honey~"
Sofia immediately patted her forehead followed by laughter. Of course. How could Sofia forget the fact that she had made Arsenio Grace, who is a sugar tooth, 'traumatized' by making him a guinea pig while they lived together?
"Just do your job, Mr. Grace," Sofia ordered, pushing his chest away from her.
"Sure, Mrs. Grace~"
Sofia rolled her eyes again. If she responds there will be no end, he really likes teasing her, "After you're finished, take it to the dining room."
"Got it."
Sofia cleaned the edges of each plate, then took them to their mother, "Here it is, my beautiful Herb-Seasoned Rib Roast with Red Wine Pan Sauce."
"Look delicious as usual, Sofia," Faye praised.
"Thank you." Sofia was proud to receive a compliment that meant a lot to her in her recent dark days. She was also grateful that their mothers didn't fight, only gave each other death glares, "I hope to have a lovely dinner with you, Mom, Miss Faye."
"Just call me Fay, Sofia. You're my daughter now," Faye said tenderly.
"Keep dreaming, Mrs Annora." Mia replied sarcastically, "I can smell far away that this marriage is fake just like you."
"Are you telling yourself right now? Finally, you come back to your senses. Congrats, Mia."
"You—"
"Stop it!" Sofia shouted, unable to bear to hear the two of them arguing, "can you two stop trying to tear apart each other?"
"Mom," Arsenio also begged, every time he saw them fighting it broke his heart, he knew very well how close the two of them were.
"Believe me, Arsenio, I tried," Faye exhaled deeply. But every time she tried to be civil, be a bigger person, there was always a trigger that made her blood boil, and without realizing it, they were fighting again, "if I knew Mia was here, I would have come here another day."
"Well, why don't you go home now?" Mia suggested sharply.
"Mom!" Sofia was really angry now, "I begged, begged and begged, just one time, just one time be an adult." she said with a face that almost wanted to cry because her mother always considered Faye a rival every time they met.
Mia's lips were tightly closed, but her face was still cold.
Sofia exhaled. This is going to be a long dinner.
"Here, babe," Arsenio pushed the chair for her with a look full of sympathy.
Sofia smiled a little as a form of thanks then accepted it, "Thank you so much for your understanding, Mom," she said softly.
"I'm sorry... but I changed my mind, you guys can just have dinner without me," Faye suddenly stood up to make a confession that surprised everyone.
Arsenio, who was about to sit down, straightened his body again to approach his mother, "Mama, really? Sofia cooked especially for you."
Faye knew and felt a little bad about that, but... the feeling she was feeling right now was difficult to hold back any longer, "Don't worry, I'll come another day. I'm really sorry, Sofia."
"Don't be, I understand if you have more important things to do, Miss Faye." Sofia couldn't able to finish eating tonight because the fight drained all her energy anyway.
Faye went to the penthouse door to get her coat, "You treat her well, Arsenio."
"When do I not treat my woman like a princess?" Arsenio asked confidently, "Sofia doesn't want to marry me without a reason, Mama."
"I can see that," Faye said, "I thought you would still be stuck with Cindy. Luckily I was wrong." She likes Cindy, but doesn't like being her daughter-in-law.
Arsenio scratched the back of his neck looking nervously at his mother. For that one, he couldn't answer because the problem wasn't finished yet, "Anyway, Papa is waiting outside the penthouse building, I hope you two can talk properly."
"Arsenio!"
"Mama~"
"Fay?"
Arsenio and Faye turned at the same time when they heard a voice that wasn't theirs. They saw an adult man with combed-back brown hair walking with one hand in his jeans pocket, approaching them with a big smile.
Arsenio's face turned bright, very different from Faye's which turned cold and sharp.
"Papa~!" Arsenio called enthusiastically, approaching to get a hug, unfortunately his father dodged it perfectly, he hugged the air, "Papa? Don't you miss me?"
"Always, but you married without telling me, you should have known the consequences."
"Aww... " Arsenio complained like a child.
"What do you want, Mr. Annora?" Faye asked curtly.
"Honey—"
"Don't call me 'Honey'!" Faye snapped angrily, "I'm no longer your wife, Mr. Annora."
"Alright, Fay. I came here on OUR son's orders."
Faye can see that, she just found out from her son, "You shouldn't be here."
"True, but I'm already here," Mr. Annora said casually. He knew that if he waited outside the building, Faye would find another way out so they couldn't meet, that's why he decided to come here.
Faye patted her forehead.
"Aww... isn't that sweet~? Papa really cares about you, Mama~!" Arsenio tried to create a romantic atmosphere, but apparently failed because he received a sharp look from his mother as if to say: this is your fault. He just laughed awkwardly in response, then said, "Well, that's my cue to leave. I hope you guys enjoyed your time together."
"Arsenio! Come back here, you naughty child!" Faye called, but her daughter had already entered Sofia's penthouse and closed the door, "How long is he going to keep doing this?"
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