When I Was A Wallflower

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.

drool off her daughter's face with a soft smile. "Okay.

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

mother's phone and tapped into the coupon

smartly dressed server cheerfully greeted them with

set," Bria said as she held up the phone to show

offered through the coupon site were only meant to attract foot traffic to the shop. Hence, there

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

tables be taken by customers

Please wait," the server coldly stated as she scribbled a note. After she handed it to them, she

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

"Okay."

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

minutes, she felt the urge to go to the bathroom. She leaned over to stroke Bria's head. "I need to go

touch. Then, she turned her face to peek at

only a month away from turning four, she had a silver tongue. It was also a Perouvian restaurant that was

smartwatch. "Call me if anything happens." She then walked to the bathrooms.

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

too long. She had just arrived at the bathroom entrance when a shadow moved into view, and someone slammed into her shoulder. The

around her waist to stop her

a man

uneasily stepped

thirties. Even if he wasn't strikingly handsome, he was certainly more attractive than the average person. His eyes

the coupon site were only meant to attract foot traffic to the shop. Hence, there was not a lot of profit to

and gentle appearance,