Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
Pedro flexed his fist that had tightened when that jerk tried to ask his girlfriend, Urm, ex-girlfriend out. He was so damn uncomfortable with this swirling feeling in his chest.
Cecil stood and patted him on the back, “Don’t make a decision that you’re going to regret for the rest of your life, kiddo,” she ruffled his hair and left.
Pedro spent some time contemplating his choices and then he stood, making one last decision. It was now or never.
At the same time, Isabella leaned against one of the pillars watching the dancing couples with a tinge of sadness in her eyes.
Why does she feel so lonely? She sighed, bored of this party. All she wanted to do now was to leave this party and go lock herself up in her room. She needed to be alone for a while.
“Can I have this dance with you?” Someone said from behind.
Isabella’s eyes suddenly widened, her body trembling when she heard that voice. Could it be….? She turned around and it was as she thought.
“Pedro,” the name escaped her lips unconsciously.
“Is the dance offer still available?” Pedro couldn’t understand why he was nervous himself.
“Of course,” Isabella boomed a smile that made his heart go, “Ba-dum, Ba-dum,” and only snapped out of his daze when she placed her hand in his.
With his heart pounding in his throat, Pedro led her to the dance floor and they began to sway to the music alongside other couples.
Pedro held her close, his hand traveling down her back till they grip the curve of her waist. He pressed his lips to her ear saying, ” I think I might have made a mistake with my grammar the other day,”
“What?” Isabella was confused
“Isabella, I’m making up with you not breaking up with you,” he declared.
Isabella was dazed by that confession but soon a smile that was enough to dazzle even the sun tilted her lips to the side. She said, “Since you don’t have a Ph.D. in English, I can always look past some mistakes,”
And just like that, the both of them were good. But then, a certain person was green with envy at what was going on.
“That is not going to happen, not in my watch!” Julie was determined to break both of them up and beelined to the dance floor.
But just as he was about to destroy their romantic moment by introducing himself as the honorable fiancé, someone came out of nowhere and took his hand in a dance so quickly he was dumbfounded.
“What do you think you are doing?” he glared fire at Anabelle who was forcing him to follow her dance steps.
“If you think I’m going to let you disrupt them, keep dreaming!” Anabelle stated. She had just come out of the kitchen only to find the irritating Casanova trying to wreak another havoc and intercepted him promptly.
However, almost immediately, a woman who was sitting closest to the dance floor shrieked so loudly that her screams were loud enough to wake the dead after she removed the cloche only to discover a live mouse in the meal served to her – the half-eaten dish.
“Burrp!” Mr. Fluff burped, unable to move around with his large stomach. What a meal!
“Ahh!!!!”
In her fit, the woman ran over to the dance floor and toppled a dancing couple, who in turn pushed down another couple, and just like a domino effect, everyone on the dance floor came tumbling down.
“Uh-oh,” the trio kids muttered, gaping at their mass destruction.
The third point of view:
There was silence, like dead silent. No one made a move, everyone just stilled as if the pause button had been pressed on them. But suddenly, another person’s bellow was heard and that lady was no other than Anabelle.
“You bastard!” She punched Julie right in the face and the boy rolled to the side, groaning in pain with that side of his eye covered with his hand.
It happened that when everyone fell over, Julie and his unwilling partner, Anabelle fell too. But the boy was unlucky to have fallen on her and ended up kissing her unintentionally – as if Anabelle would fall for that lie!
When Anabelle screamed, the boy protested, claiming it wasn’t his intention nor fault but she didn’t believe him. Julie was a player and had used her once, she’d be a fool to be deceived the second time. And so the punch happened.
Initially, everyone had been outraged by the fall – it was unprofessionalism on the celebrant’s part – but when Anabelle and Julie’s episode happened, the comic effect took off forty percent of their anger.
“Don’t you dare come around me, you irritating son of a biscuit!” Anabelle cussed and stormed out of the reception while Julie felt like a fish out of water with the number of stares given to him.
Filled with embarrassment, he lowered his head and scurried out of there. There was no doubt he was housing a black eye and she would pay for that. Yes, she won today but he lives to fight another day.
And just like that, Sakuzi released a peal of laughter, followed shortly by Niles, and then joined in Reina, and before long, everyone was laughing the whole incident away.
Reina was grateful for her father’s quick wit. All these people were mostly socialites and many from prominent families and yet had suffered an unfair disgrace like this. She had been contemplating how to appease them but it seems it wouldn’t be that hard anymore.
Eyes darting around, she found Neon picking up a lazy white mouse from a table while Allen and Ailee were on the lookout. Of course, she should have known this great incident had to do with her children. Those kids would make her age before her time.
Giving the guest before her a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, Reina excused herself and made her way over to her kids who went pale upon detecting her.
“Follow me,” she grabbed each of the twins by the ear while daring Neon to make a wrong move with her gaze and the frightened boy had no choice but to follow her.
Thankfully, Niles was smart enough to keep the guests occupied while the waiters served more refreshment – this time there was a careful search for mouses before serving.
“Who’s responsible for that?!” Reina hollered once she dragged them into an unoccupied room.
As expected, Allen pointed at Neon but Ailee, his sister, pointed at him while Neon stood with his signature pitiful face.
“Why are you pointing at me? Neon was the one who brought the mouse to the party,” Allen threw a tantrum.
“You were the one who put the mouse in the dish!” Ailee told him fiercely, “If you had simply hidden him in your pocket, this wouldn’t have happened,”
“No, this wouldn’t have happened if Neon had left the rodent at home in the first place,” Allen complained.
And just like that, the kids began to bicker amongst themselves as usual while Reina’s anger graduated from sixty to a hundred percent.
“Shut up!!!” She exploded.