His Purchased Wife

I looked at the server, flabbergasted. "I…I didn't know that you are the owner of this place…"

He arched his brows. "And what difference does it make, Miss? Would you have treated me differently if I had told you about my identity here? If yes, then I am glad I didn't tell you about myself at least I came to know what kind of person you are!"

My eyes widened at his words. "Excuse me but now you are being rude. How dare you talk to me in this manner!!"

"Miss, that's how you have been talking to me all this time, do you see how rude you were to me? And why because I was just a mere server and now when you come to know about my real identity you changed your tone. This shows how low you think of people around you," He snapped.

"You are nothing but a rich snob."

He kept scolding me. I stood there like a statue. My throat felt heavy at his words. Never in my life have I felt this humiliated.

Even Susan tried to interrupt but he didn't listen to her. "No, I don't want to hear anything anymore."

He turned to his manager who was standing there. "Serve them whatever they want but don't charge them anything." He looked at me then, "I hope it will compensate for your dress and if it still doesn't do that then my manager is here, ask him whatever amount for this dress. He will pay you," Saying that he walked away to his office.

"Madam, do you need anything else?" The manager asked me.

Tears pooled in my eyes. My Throat felt heavy with emotions, "No!" I whispered.

"Your bill is around 100$. Is it enough for the compensation of your dress or do I need to pay you more?" He asked.

I didn't bother with a reply. Susan touched my back, "We don't need any money from you." She snapped at the manager and took both our handbags from the table.

I gulped. Susan held my hand and started walking outside. She opened the door of my car and helped me inside. She sat on the driving seat and started the engine.

I couldn't get his words out of my mind. Was I rude to him? No one had ever talked to me in this

manner let alone scolded me.

"Aurora?" I heard Susan calling my name but I couldn't answer her. My mind was fixed on Gabriel's words. Do I think so low of people around me? Was I one of those rich snobs who think so low of less rich people?

"Aurora? Are you alright?" Susan asked worriedly.

I wiped the tears with the pad of my thumb. "Holy Fuck! Aurora kings, are you crying?" She asked bewildered and stopped the car unexpectedly.

People cursed her, horns sounded wildly around us.

"Hey! Don't you know how to drive??" A man barked from his car window.

Susan gave him a middle finger. "Fuck off! Motherfucker!!"

"Susan…" I jerked her hand inside the car and apologized to the man.

"Stop it! Why the hell is you apologizing to him, he is a fucking rat!!"

The man drove away and Susan started our car as well. "Got lucky we didn't get a ticket again, Susan!"

She rolled her eyes. "I am up to a thousand tickets if it gets you out of your trance. Chill girl! And just forget about that Restaurant owner."

My shoulders slumped again at the mention of Gabriel. "Susan, was I really rude there?" I asked her.

Susan sighed, her brows arched upwards. "Well! I won't say rude but you were kind of mean to him. I mean it was just a little water and you threw a big tantrum there. Actually, you created a scene in front of all his customers there, Aurora."

I pinched my lips in a thin line. "And he, was there no mistake of his? He could have told me that he was not a server…"

were some rich snoot who was behaving irrationally. Now forget that I didn't even eat food, let's make

and start cooking." I told her and

room and dialled Dad's number. It rang thrice

Umm! When will you be home? I was

at my phone's screen for a while. I was blank right now. I wish dad was here with me. He was the only person who I could talk to when I felt off. But dad was

sighed deeply. "I miss you, mom! Wish you were here today," Shaking my head I took a shower to ease the heaviness in

get your ass out here right now! I cooked us the divine

shook my head and chuckled. I didn't know what I would have done without her. She was the only one after

so that she could hear me. I towel dried myself as fast as I could manage or I would be eating the cold noodles. I didn't bother with putting on the clothes and wore

Miss Perfect

"What?"

and walked up to me. "You forgot to remove the shower cap. Anyway, Let's start our lunch or I

noodles and then I was left alone because one of Susan's infinite number of boyfriends called she went to talk with him, probably having

no option left, I opened my sketchbook and started making designs for the next

was Gabriel's face and hear his words. Was I really a rich snob? Putting down my pencil and sketchbook with a thud, I stood up, wore my flip flops and went to the other side of

It was practically seven in the evening and Dad might come home soon. I knocked on the door. Our housekeeper and once my nanny, Mrs Dolan, opened

pleasant surprise, my darling. Come in, dear." She said in her soft

walked inside, my lip wobbling and I wanted to

to you Aurora? Why are you crying?" She asked, shocked seeing my

gulped. "It's nothing Mrs Dolan, I am just

of her eyes. She looked at me sharply, "Stop lying to me, Aurora Kings and tell me what the

Mrs Dolan. She was the mother figure after mom died. Even Dad fears her sometimes. I still remember the day of my twelfth birthday. It was my first birthday after mom, I was missing her but Mrs Dolan prepared everything like mom used to do. She told

day. Mrs Dolan called all my friends from school to celebrate my birthday but I was still lonely because Dad was busy at work. After mom, he was always busy. I missed my dad so much and refused to cut

next day when Dad came from the office, Mrs Dolan

dad was dumbfounded by

irresponsible behaviour and dad was listening to everything she was saying like an obedient child. When I came downstairs from my room I

apologize to me and from that day,

"Speak, Aurora!"

down on the sofa and told her what happened. "He called you

rich Snob, Mrs Dolan." I sighed and raised my eyes. "Do you think I am a rich snob?" I asked scrunching my nose

say anything about it. You need to ask yourself this question, Aurora. Do you think what

come in the kitchen and help me with

I could see was his face. " Aurora kings, come out of your La-La

on my hand. "Mrs Dolan!!" I cried and rubbed my

he just arrived. That man was

and walked out of the kitchen in search of my dad.

called him.

looked at me. "Aurora," he walked towards me. Apprehension was

sad in that voicemail. And Mrs Dolan said that something happened?" He asked, patting the place beside him on

head on his shoulder. "Dad,

chin in affection. "Why? What

from the side. "I went to a restaurant today and bumped into a man. He bumped into me. I scolded him and asked him to apologize to me. He

head and looked

I spoiled you," Dad

hung open.

He patted my back. "If you

let's have dinner." He called Mrs Dolan

he said, offering me a piece of tofu. My eyes

the condition of his hand. I remember mom was always worried about dad when he went out for business and the course didn't change after her death except for one thing,

perfectionist. He didn't like making mistakes and hated when someone else made them. The bruised hand was just a minor reflection of