My Sugar And Your Spice

Chapter 344

Chapter 344 Low-Class

"See that? Your daddy is a strong man. He doesn't need help." Amelie jerked her chin in Leo's direction as she spoke to Bria. She then dragged Bria to the other side of the rink.

Then, he silently stared at her, speechless.

It was not that he did not need help; instead, he did not need help from any other woman but her. What a heartless woman.

His heart clenched as he watched them skate away. The dejection born from being abandoned and ignored hurt more than the bruises on his body.

On the other hand, Amelie and Bria skated for an hour before leaving the rink. By the time they left, Leo was nowhere to be seen.

However, Bria could not resist glancing at the spot her father had fallen earlier. When she recalled how he looked when falling, she pursed her lips. It is entirely my fault for devising such a terrible plan. When my daddy fell, he looked so pitiful.

While Amelie did not pity Leo, Bria did not blame her for that. After all, her mother suffered much worse when they lived with him.

Still, would he stop coming to the rink because he had fallen too many times and humiliated himself?

Nevertheless, Bria still hoped for her parents to get back together, so her heart sank when she thought about how she might not see Leo again.

Amelie could see Bria was in a bad mood, so she suggested a nice meal.

Bria was currently in a growth spurt and had a big appetite. So, when she heard her mother would treat her to some steak, she was drooling. "Mama, I want the biggest steak! I want bibimbap and that sweet Fairy's Drink."

She had tried Perouvian cuisine a few times before, and these were the dishes she loved the most. The Fairy's Drink she spoke of was a special fruit tea with added passion fruit. There was even a slice of lemon on top. It was fruity, sweet, and beautiful.

Steven might be a fantastic chef, but he was not good at Perouvian cooking. After all, she was still a child, and after eating the same food too many times in a row, she yearned for something different.

Hearing that, Amelie wiped the drool off her daughter's face with a soft smile. "Okay. We'll order anything you want."

As they continued to talk, they walked into a Perouvian restaurant. Nonetheless, the food Bria ordered was not considered the expensive items on the menu. However, Amelie did not know much about Perouvian cuisine, so she always ordered discounted meals on the coupon site.

Without hesitation, Bria grabbed her mother's phone and tapped into the coupon site to order a meal she had eaten before.

"Good afternoon," the smartly dressed server cheerfully greeted them with a polite smile.

"We want this set," Bria said as she held up the phone to show the server their coupon.

When the server saw they wanted to order a discounted value meal, the sweet smile on her face instantly vanished. The discounted meals they offered through the coupon site were only meant to attract foot traffic to the shop. Hence, there was not a lot of profit to be gotten from those sales.

When the server saw they wanted to order a discounted value meal, the sweet smile on her face instantly vanished. The discounted meals they offered through the coupon site were only meant to attract

foot traffic to the shop. Hence, there was not a lot of profit to be gotten from those sales.

At that moment, it was also the peak lunch hour. Therefore, having the tables be taken by customers who would not give the restaurant much profit would be a waste.

"We do not have any tables for two. Please wait," the server coldly stated as she scribbled a note. After she handed it to them, she immediately walked away.

Nevertheless, Bria said nothing and took Amelie's hand. "Let's wait over there, Mama."

"Okay."

While Amelie noticed the server's abrupt change in behavior, she did not want to let Bria know about it. Hence, she smiled as she walked to sit in the waiting area with her daughter.

After waiting a few minutes, she felt the urge to go to the bathroom. She leaned over to stroke Bria's head. "I need to go to the bathroom. Do you need to go?"

"No, you go. I'll wait here for you," Bria replied as she snuggled into Amelie's touch. Then, she turned her face to peek at her mother with bright eyes from behind Amelie's hand.

Even though she was only a month away from turning four, she had a silver tongue. It was also a Perouvian restaurant that was not as chaotic as the world outside.

Amelie hummed in acknowledgment before tapping on Bria's smartwatch. "Call me if anything happens." She then walked to the bathrooms.

She was a gorgeous woman who stood out in the crowd. Then, she changed out of her exercise outfit to put on a shirt and a pair of jeans. Wrapped in denim fabric, her legs looked very long and slender. She wore a white button-up shirt tucked into her jeans with the collar slightly agape, revealing her slim neck

and a peek of her collarbone. It made her look so pure yet sensual. Thus, a lot of the people she walked past would turn to look at her.

Amelie ignored the stares and swiftly walked to the bathroom, not wanting to leave Bria alone for too long. She had just arrived at the bathroom entrance when a shadow moved into view, and someone slammed into her shoulder. The impact made her stumble backward.

Suddenly, she felt a hand wrap around her waist to stop her from stepping backward.

"My apologies," a man said.

Men rarely touched her around her waist, so she uneasily stepped aside and away before turning to look at him.

The man looked to be in his thirties. Even if he wasn't strikingly handsome, he was certainly more attractive than the average person. His eyes were narrowed in a smile that looked somewhat apologetic.

When the server saw they wanted to order a discounted value meal, the sweet smile on her face instantly vanished. The discounted meals they offered through the coupon site were only meant to attract foot traffic to the shop. Hence, there was not a lot of profit to be gotten from those sales.

Despite his calm and gentle appearance, Amelie still felt uncomfortable. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"It's fine," she calmly replied. She avoided further conversation by retreating to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, she walked out of the bathroom. She then strode toward the waiting area.

However, Bria was nowhere to be seen. Her heart sank as she stared at the empty couch. So, she hurriedly pulled out her phone and called her daughter. Unfortunately, nobody answered. Moreover, the watch was set to automatically answer the call if no one answered it after a few rings.

Then, when the call went through, Amelie heard noises from the other end of the line. Worried, she called out, "Bria! Bria!"

Her daughter's voice soon rang out, but Bria wasn't talking to her.

"You are the one in the wrong. You should apologize!"

"Apologize? You're being rude, kid."

There was a woman's voice on the other end of the call besides Bria's. It was arrogant and sharp.

Realizing Bria had gotten into an argument with someone else, Amelie was nervous and worried that her daughter was being bullied. So, she quickly called out for Bria once more.

Then, she saw a crowd standing around the private rooms and spotted a small figure among them. With her phone in her hand, she quickly walked over.

When Amelie saw the entrance to a private room, she soon recognized the tiny figure as Bria.

She stood in the doorway with her hands stretched out to block it. Her face had a stubborn look as she glared at the server. "I'm only blocking the door because you're being unfair. We were here first! How can you let other people be seated before us?"

The server she was shouting at was the server who had greeted them earlier. Two guests were standing behind her.

While the customers did not say a word, they still frowned and looked impatient when they saw the doorway was being blocked.

Seeing their impatience, the server panicked. "You're such a funny kid. Whom do you think you are to be compared to them? You ordered a discounted set meal while they booked a private room. The booking fee they paid is enough to pay for two sets. How can you compete with them?"

"If you want to be served because you came before they did, tell your mom to pay the booking fee. Can she even afford it?" The server had spoken extremely coldly and sharply, using very revolting words. "Move away, or I'll have the guards kick you out!" She then reached out to tear Bria away from the doorway.