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The chef Episode 3 & 4

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🍓The
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Chef💦

💧(She’s my cook but I love her)💧

By: Pinky Preshy Chioma🖊

🍔Episode 03🍔

 

 

Clara’s Pov:

I hurried out of the restaurant and suddenly, I bumped into someone.

I almost fell but the man held me as our eyes meet and I quickly got up.

“Uhmm… Thank you so much sir!” I said and smiled at him.

“That’s OK miss! You just need to be more careful next time so you won’t fall…” He said smiling as well.

My goodness! He’s so handsome 😘

I hope I don’t kiss him 😂

“Alright sir!” I said as I rushed into the ladies room panting.

I felt my heart beating really fast.

Oh my! I hope my heart doesn’t explode.

Just then, I saw that I was holding a cell phone.

“My goodness! Who’s cell phone is this?” I screamed as I turned it on.

I saw the handsome man’s picture in front of it…

Gosh! How did I get hold of his cell phone?

I quickly stormed out of the ladies room to look for him but unfortunately he already left the restaurant.

“What am I gonna do now?” I scratched my head in confusion.

“What’s up Clara!” Fiona’s voice smacked me into consciousness.

“Yes! What is it Fiona?” I asked still in thought.

“That should be your question girlfriend… Besides I saw how you hugged Mr Patrick, that was so romantic!” Fiona teased me

and I rolled my eyes.

“You know him?” I asked anxiously

“Who doesn’t know him Clara? He’s our regular customer” Fiona said as I brightened up.

“How should I know when am always at the kitchen? So do you know where he lives? I need to return this..” I said as I brought out the phone from my pocket.

“How did you get hold of his phone?” Fiona furrowed her eyebrows.

“You ask a lot of questions Fiona… Can you please tell me where he lives?” I asked

“Well he lives at Santa-Rosa estate and he’s the owner of the estate too” Fiona said

“Really? He owns an estate? He must be filthy rich..” I said

“He sure is” Fiona said

“I’ll return the cell phone tomorrow.. It’s already late!” I said as we walked away.

Patrick’s Pov:

I drove in my car lost in thought and smiling at nothing.

“She’s super cute and clumsy too… With her messy hair!” I smiled

Thoughts of her filled my mind.

I wonder what’s so special about her that made me so attracted to her.

Besides I think she’s a new worker in the restaurant cos that was my first time of seeing her.

I pulled over in the garage and got out of the car.

I walked into Kyra’s room.

“She’s the only reason I come back home and not her good for nothing mom” I said.

“Wakey-wakey!! Get up Kyra… Let’s eat” I said as she inhaled deeply and opened her eyes then smiled.

“You’re back! Daddy are we gonna eat here in my room?” Kyra said as she rubbed her

eyes.

“Yes baby!” I said as I brought out the plates of chicken salad as she wanted and her face beamed with smiles.

She spooned some of the food into her mouth.

“Hmm.. Yum daddy! It’s do delicious” Kyra said excitedly.

“Really baby?” I asked as I spooned some too.

And wow! It was really tasty…

“Great! I think the restaurant has a new chef cos the food is really good” I said

“Daddy! You will always take me there OK?” Kyra said.

“Sure baby!” I smiled.

Just then, I touched my pocket and realized my cell phone was missing.

“Holy Molly!” I said as Kyra turned to me.

“What’s the matter daddy?” She asked wiping her mouth with a serviette.

“I think I dropped my phone somewhere.. Maybe at the restaurant, I don’t know where” I said.

“Am sorry about that daddy! It’s my fault I made you leave the house this late” She said as I kissed her forehead.

“Oh no! Sweetie it’s not your fault OK!” I said and hugged her tight.

If not for the kind of lousy woman I call my wife, this wouldn’t have happened.

Clara’s Pov:

I brought out a piece of paper and glanced at it then looked at the house number.

“This should be the house… ” I said as I gulped nervously.

Actually, Fiona wrote the house address for me on the paper.

She couldn’t come with me cos of some emergency.

I glanced at my wrist watch, it was almost 6pm.

I pressed the gate bell in anxiety.

I just hope he doesn’t come out and term me a thief.

I pressed the gate bell again and again.

Kyra’s Pov:

it was a Saturday so I was busy on the dinning with my assignment while mom’s eyes were fixed on the television as usual.

Just then, we heard the door bell ring.

“Mommy! Someone’s on the gate!” I said as she yelled angrily.

“Damn you Kyra! Keep your voice down I don’t want to miss any episode of this show… You can go ahead and open the fvcking gate” She said as I shook my head.

I got up and wore my flip flops and headed outside.

I struggled as I throw the gate open.

it was a very beautiful lady.

“Hello.. How may I help you?” I asked with my arms folded.

“Hi dear! Uhmm am here to see Mr Patrick Argus” She said

“He’s my daddy! And he’s not home so what do you want from him?” I asked

“OK! well I just came to give him back his phone.. He dropped it at the restaurant where I work as a chef” She said handing the phone to me.

I shrieked in excitement.

“Really? You are the chef of that restaurant?” I smiled heartily

“Yeah!” She smiled cheerfully

“The food you made was so delicious” I said and she laughed.

“Really? Thank you” She said

“Miss could you please prepare some food for me before leaving?” I asked

“What?” She widened her eyes in surprise.

“Pleeeaaase” I begged her as she stared at me stunned.

“It’s already late dear!” She managed to say.

“Please lady!” I begged

“And who the hell is that stupid whore?” Mom said coming out of the mansion.

The lady gasped….

 

🍔Episode 04🍔

 

Clara’s Pov:

My heart skipped as I heard a mean lady’s voice from inside the house.

I gulped nervously as the gate opened wider and she walked out with her hands on her waist.

She was smoking 🚬 a cigarette.

“Who are you and what the hell are you doing here?” She asked blowing the thick smoke from the cigarette on my face and I coughed slightly.

“Uhmm… Am Clara ma’am and…” I stammered

“I didn’t ask for your worthless name silly… What are you here for?” She asked rolling her eyes.

She’s so saucy and rude.

“Momma! She’s aunt Clara and she came to return dad’s phone and she’s a chef in the restaurant where dad buys food” The little cheerful girl said and I smiled.

“So? What are you still standing there for? Get lost then!” She snorted and I turned to leave.

“No momma! Am really hungry… I wanted her to help me do the cooking” The little girl said

“No Kyra! I have no money to give beggars just because they helped me cook” The mean lady said and I turned around.

“Err… Ma’am am not asking you for money… Am just gonna do it for your daughter” I said as she blew her cigarette smoke again.

“OK….” She eyed me wickedly.

**

I walked into the classy big kitchen….

💭 Wow.. This is so big and beautiful 💭 I thought as I walked around the kitchen.

“Hey! Step on it and get your ass outta my kitchen” the mean lady’s cold voice smacked me into consciousness.

I nodded as I started preparing.

I felt bad that he already has a wife.

“But why am I feeling bad?” I asked myself and shrugged it off.

“Hmm… Yummy! 😋…the aroma is so appetizing aunt Clara” the little Kyra’s tiny voice said as I turned to her and smiled heartily.

“Thank you dear… It will be ready in no time” I said and she nodded.

“Uhmm… Aunt Clara do you mind coming over at your leisure time to make some food for me please” She asked and I chuckled.

The little girl is such a talkative and she’s so nice unlike her mannerless mother.

“I will when am opportuned OK” I said and she nodded.

 

FEW MINUTES LATER….

 

I served the food on the dinning….

And believe me, it was super delicious.

I walked back into the kitchen to clean it up while the mean lady and Kyra were eating.

I glanced on my wrist watch…

“It’s getting really late.. I need to get going” I muttered as I cleaned up.

Patrick’s Pov:

I drove into the mansion…

I was super tired as I picked up my suitcase and walked into the house.

“Hmm…. What’s that smell?” I asked myself

As sweet aroma filled my nose.

“Did Vanessa cook? Of course she can’t and even if she can ,she will never” I thought as I entered the house.

Surprisingly, I saw Vanessa eating with Kyra on the dinning.

It’s been like 3 years since we did such… I mean eating together on the dinning.

“Hi baby” I said as Kyra hugged me tightly.

“How are you doing love?” I pecked Vanessa.

“Am fine as you can see…” she said coldly as usual.

“Wow! So you decided to prepare food today?” I asked happily as I sat on the dinning.

“I can never do such filthy thing and you know it” she rolled her eyes.

“Daddy! The food is prepared by aunt Clara” Kyra smiled

“Delicious…. But whose Clara?” I asked as I furrowed my eyebrows.

Just then, I saw a young lady walk out of the kitchen with her handbag.

“Good evening Sir Patrick….” She said and I quickly recognized her voice.

“You’re the lady I bumped into at the restaurant right?” I asked smiling.

“Yes sir… Ma’am. Kyra! I have to go” she said

“No way! Aunt Clara please eat with us” Kyra begged

“No I can’t baby girl! I just came to return your daddy’s phone..its very late already” she said

“Come on! Join us please” I said as she nodded and sat on the remaining chair.

“Why are you guys forcing her? I can’t eat with that cheap thing on the same dinning… I lost my appetite!” Vanessa said angrily as she stormed upstairs.

I heaved a sigh of relief…

“Don’t mind that ok” I said and Clara smiled a little.

We continued eating.

Throughout the eating, we kept stealing glances at each other.

💭 Clara? So that’s her name? She’s so beautiful and her name is equally beautiful 💭 I thought as I looked at her and our eyes met as we looked away.

Some minutes later….

We were done eating and it was really late and it was equally raining.

I fixed Kyra’s bed and laid her.

As I walked downstairs and saw Clara looking really worried and waiting for the rain to stop.

“Uhmm… Clara I can take you home..” I said as she gulped nervously.

“Don’t worry sir! I don’t want to bother you, I will leave when the rain stops a little” She said

“Come on dear! We are the reason why you are still here in the first place so I insist” I said as we walked outside.

She entered the car and I drove out of the mansion.

We drove in total silence.

💭 What the hell is this lady doing to me? Am I falling for her? Oh no!! Am married… 💭 I thought.

Clara’s Pov:

My heart kept beating so fast 💓

💭 What the heck is wrong with me? Why am I feeling uneasy? My gosh! This man is super handsome 💭 I thought

Just then, the car stopped.

“Damn it!” He said as he started the engine but it wasn’t working.

“What happened sir?” I asked

“The car is faulty!” He said and made to come down from the car.

And I quickly held his wrist.

“Sir! It’s raining and you might get drenched” I said as he looked at his hand and how are held his wrist and smiled.

He picked up an umbrella from the car.

I quickly let go of him.

“Don’t worry Clara! I’ll be fine, what’s important is that you get home soon” he said and touched my cheek as goosebumps ran down my spine.

He was fixing the car while I was inside the car shivering in cold.

💭 Doesn’t he feel cold at all? 💭 I thought

Patrick’s Pov:

I walked to the car and opened it.

I saw Clara shivering.

She’s probably feeling cold.

“Are you OK Clara?” I asked and she nodded.

“Am fine!” She managed to say.

I turned the umbrella off as I quickly took off my jacket.

I wore it on gobsmacked Clara as our lips drew closer to each other’s 💋…

 

To be continued….

Awwnn 😍😍

Vanessa is slowly losing her place 😂

Mr Patrick is so sweet 😘😘😘

Don’t you think? 😁

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