His little wife [Editing]

chapter 14

When she saw his face, her face went pale and her eyes widened in shock.

She had never seen someone so handsome in her life. She released a gasp and dropped the tray in her hands.

Due to the commotion caused by her, people turned their heads in their direction. They were also stunned at his features.

How can someone look so stunning while in a casual wear? It was like he made no effort to look good, yet he did.

Due to the amount of stares being directed his way, he looked down. His face had a scowl.

"A–am sorry. Please, forgive me for my reaction." She stuttered a little after recollecting her self.

"Hm" his reply was short and cold. She had brought unwanted attention to him.

One thing he had been planning to avoid was the stares, now, he was the center of all the attention he never wanted. Great, note the sarcasm.

Bending, she picked the tray and made to leave when she suddenly heard his voice.

"Wait, how much is my bill?" He needed to leave here fast. He could not handle the stares. It was just too much.

Not to talk of the probability of him being recognized by some crazy fan. Those people would recognize you no matter what.

"Huh?" The waitress was confused. He ordered for the food and with the way he ate earlier, he seemed really hungry. So was he going to leave? And because of her?

"Didn't you hear what I said? Or do I have to repeat myself?" He was pissed at this lady now. First, she brought attention to him, now, she was dumb? Great, just great.

"Oh, sorry. I would bring the bill over to you shortly." She was a little hurt at his harsh reply. But, she kinda deserved it. 

Hitting her head severally, while she kept muttering "stupid" continually, she left.

Looking at the food on his table, he decided to eat as fast as he could. Or, he could just leave and find another cafe and order a new meal.

That way, he could avoid all the stares boring holes through his head. But, as usual, he was lazy and decided to cancel that option and just eat as fast as he could.

Seconds later, the waitress walked up to his table when he was sipping his coffee and dropped the bill neatly and left.

Eating as fast as he could, he finished his food and decided to order some takeout. He never knew what might happen next.

Sorting out the bill, and placing the money on the table, he walked up to the counter and ordered a pie to go.

He had already arranged his stuffs, and placed the necessary back in his bag. 

After taking his order, he walked out of the cafe and breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure to be blocks away.

"Finally, I can breathe." He was being dramatic, but it was true. He had to watch everything he did when he was in there.

At the cafe, the waitress was being glared at by her colleagues. One even dared to hit her head.

"Ouch, that hurts." She rubbed the back of her head to numb the pain that was inflicted on her by her friend.