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Both Angelo and Mark’s mother immediately took their seat and waited for the waiter to put the necessary utensils on their table. When the utensils; were finally neatly arranged, they started to head towards the table where the variety of food was being- displayed. With shiny eyes- Angelo placed- on his plate a little- of every food; that was served- on the buffet table.
When his plate had already gotten full, Angelo went back to their table and set down the platter- that was full of food. He then grabbed an empty platter and started filling it with another batch of foods. When he- was done- filling his plate. He went back to the table and, this time Angelo, waited for Mark’s mother to finish her food selection.
When Mark’s mother- was done- placing food on her plate. She went back to their designated table. As she was approaching her daughter-in-law, her eyes went wide the instant she saw the platter- that was full of food on the table.
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A loud burp- was heard when Angelo- was finally done eating his sumptuous meal. He then grabbed- a short piece of pointed wood on the table and began to remove bits of food that- were stuck in between his teeth. Mark’s mother wrinkled her brows when she saw the crude behavior of her daughter-in-law. She lightly wiped her lips with the table napkin before looking at Aimie with a look that says- she better act sensibly or else she would pinch her ears. Mark’s mother was trying to send signals through her gaze- to Aimie, but the said daughter-in-law had not noticed the; signals she had sent to her. The gorgeous tigress could only grit her teeth and gestured for the waiter to bring the bill folder. When the waiter- had given the bill folder to her- Mark’s mother took out a card- from her wallet and without giving a glance at her ungracious daughter-in-law. She placed her card on the bill folder and handed it to the waiter- to which the waiter politely took the bill folder and st
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Mrs. Weller notices that Madam Castro was looking in the direction wherein a woman was eating some sort- of snack together with the staff- of the store. She furrowed her brows, and as if an idea crossed her mind, Mrs. Weller grinned from ear to ear at what she thought. “Is that lady together with the staff perhaps, the daughter-in-law you're talking of?” Mark’s mother mumbled some curses as she didn’t expect that Mrs. Weller to be so sharp- that she had found Aimie the second she became distracted by Mrs. Weller’s inquiry. “Yes, she’s the one that my son, Mark- had married.” Mark’s mother confirmed while trying to transmit her message to her daughter-in-law using only her mind. But it seems- that it was not effective since her daughter-in-law didn’t spare her a glance instead she was busy munching popcorn- from who knows where she got. Mrs. Weller scrutinized the woman that Madam Castro had a second ago acknowledged as her son’s wife. Her temples furr
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Angelo’s head heated with every word that the woman- who looks like a toad had spoken, if he could knock some senses on the ugly toad, then he would have done it gladly, but since she was the friend of Mark’s mother, she needs to be respectful to her. “But I want to teach this ugly toad some lesson. How dare she tell me, I don’t have any interesting attributes. For her information, I am the most valuable player in playing mobile games. I have even gotten different offers from the e-sports association because of my outstanding play, and here is this ugly toad saying I don’t have any worth. And how dare she say that this body I possess is just plain looking. If my appearance is plain, then what about her appearance? This woman is a joker; how can he say that Aimie is plain-featured; your face is much worse than mine.” As Angelo was grumbling in his mind, Mark’s mother decided to speak up for his daughter-in-law, “If my daughter-in-law is plain-looking; w
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The salon staff was busy tweaking Angelo’s hair here and there that Angelo could feel the ache seeping right through his scalp. After washing and uprooting his hair, the beautician started adding some dye to his medium-length hair. Angelo squinted as he felt the hair dye; being applied on Aimie’s hair- which is now his own. When the beautician- was done applying; hair dye to his hair, Angelo tried to move his sore shoulders as it took almost an hour for the salon staff to finish applying hair dye to his hair. Angelo grabbed a random magazine which was piled up; in the rolling trolley cart. He almost jumped in joy when the magazine he had randomly selected had the face of his goddess Amanda as its magazine cover. Angelo mesmerisingly looked at the woman for 3 minutes, as if he was memorizing the features- of the lady- that were on the magazine cover. When his eyes- was finally full because of his goddess Amanda. Angelo immediately flipped the pages and stopped- at a page wher
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Pulling himself together, Angelo faced the person- who suddenly talked behind him. He smiled, knowing that the person who had suddenly spoken to him was a staff- of the store- they went. Angelo then glimpses the name tag that was on the left side of the woman’s uniform and spake, “Thank you- for that interesting information but perhaps do you have dresses that are less expensive than this outfit?” The smile on the store staff’s face suddenly hung in mid-air. When the customer- she had politely shared information- about the clothing; she was looking into was asking her if their store had some inexpensive clothing. “Madam, if you’re looking for an outfit that is inexpensive from this shop, then the one you’re holding is the cheapest here.” The store staff patiently explained. Though her- forbearance is running low since the customer- that she thought would give her high sales this month was only a pauper- with an attractive face. The moment- that the store staf
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With great difficulty, Angelo walked out of the fitting room. He was like a drunk man who was walking towards Mark’s mother. When Angelo was near the spot- where the gorgeous tigress was sitting; Angelo almost tripped and fell face flat- on the ground. He was lucky that he was able to gain balance just before he would fall. “Everything is perfect except for the way you walk,” Mark’s mother commented while touching her chin as if she was carefully studying the features of her daughter-in-law. “Can’t I wear some flats instead of these f*ck*ng d*mn shoes that have thin heels? It looks like a weapon for digging a hole in a person’s skull rather than some comfortable footwear.” Angelo let out his grievance in front of Mark’s mother while stomping the heels on the floor. “Language, my dear, and no, you can’t wear flats.” “Why?” “Just because I said so.” With a smirk on her face, Mark’s mother then asked the boutique shop to wrap the clothes that her
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The loud ringing of the bell caused Angelo to jerk from his seat. He adjusted his attire, and without hesitation stands up from his chair. Angelo was about- to open his mouth and begin- to say a few words before- the class ended. But the teacher had signaled- with his hand- to skip with the formalities. When the teacher had- finally left their classroom, Angelo took a seat. He then began- to arrange the papers- that were full of drawings and writings then placed all of them unhurriedly- in his bag. As he was busy- putting his notes inside- of his- bag. A person had suddenly hugged him from behind. Angelo flinched when he felt the heavyweight on his back. He slowly turned back, as if he was about to see a terrifying being behind him. He sighs; in relief when he realizes- that it was only his friend- that had frightened him. “You’ve scared me,” Angelo said while putting his books inside of his bag. A loud crispy laugh- was heard that all of their classm
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Neatly placing his shoes on the shoe rack, Angelo was greeted- by the sight of his friend lying comfortably- on the sofa. Jun was happily munching some chips that he had found- which was supposed to be Angelo’s exquisite snack- that he had secretly stashed away from his parent’s sight. His friend was also able to discover the remote control of the television- that Angelo had carefully hidden- so that his younger brother- won’t be able to use the said electronics without Angelo’s knowledge. Angelo began to mumble as he was astonished how Jun could find the things he had hidden away- every single time. He had even changed the location of; where he would stash- his own belongings or foods, but his friend- was able- to locate it- successfully. He sighs then went- towards the couch. Angelo began to arrange Jun’s things that; were scattered on the floor. Placing Jun’s socks inside of; his shoes, Angelo then sets down the; shoes on the shoe rack. Angelo then picked the books that h
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