BETROTHED TO A MISANDRIST - CHAPTER 32&33
°° STAY CLEAR!!°°
He cried.
He has heard that onions can be wicked but he didn’t know that it was this much.
His eyes were hurting as hell, he couldn’t open it.
“Darn you! If you knew you couldn’t slice onions while pick it up??” She scolded.
“I only wanted to help… My eyes!!”
“Don’t touch it.” She cautioned as he made to rub his eyes with his hand.
He slowly brought his hand down and she took her hand to his face, wiping off his tears.
Miguel froze for a second.
She used her fingers to part his eyelids aside, helping him to open his eyes.
He felt the itching pain again and quickly closed his eyes.
“Open it slowly.” She instructed, softly and he did as she said.
His eyes met hers and they began gazing at each other’s eyes, with unexplainable emotions.
“See that?, that’s what I call trying to make them fall.” Bella nudged at Mr Leonard, smirking at where she sat.
Her eyes were only on Yolanda and Miguel, the other contestant didn’t matter to her.
“Huh??”
“You call yourself a love therapist, but you weren’t able to do anything to bound this two together.” She said to him.
“Who told you I’m a love therapist??” He asked, obviously surprised.
“Let’s say, I mistakenly heard what I was not supposed to hear.” She smirked and his eyes widened.
She heard when he was talking to Mr Adams hours ago.
“Yes.” She replied his thoughts.
“Gawd! This girl you’re unbelievable.” He shook his head.
“Sure I am.” She smirked.
They returned their gaze to Yolanda and Miguel who already broke the staring competition.
“Thanks.” Miguel said but she didn’t reply.
🎙️”15 minutes has been used so far and some contestant haven’t started yet.”
Came from the MC.
Yolanda returned to slicing the beef without sparing him a glance. Miguel looked at the other couples who were having a conversation as they cooked, it appeared they were the only odd ones.
“I’ll slice the onions, do something else.” She said.
“Like what??” He asked.
“Like standing to watch.” She said sarcastically.
“Okay, I guess I should assist in slicing the…”
“Don’t even try it!!” She cut off.
“Huh??”
“I’m not sure you can’t handle a knife, just leave it.” She said and he smiled.
“I didn’t know you care.” He said and she rolled her eyes.
“But one of the rules says neither of the couple should be dormant.” He pouted.
“Pretend to be working.” She said, she was already done slicing the beef, she chopped the onions afterwards which she lit the gas and placed a pan on it.
“I can’t pretend…”
“Pass me the oil.” She instructed.
“Yes ma’am.” He gave her the oil.
She poured a little quantity into the pan and poured in the washed corn when the oil has heated, it made a shrilling sound.
“Whoa! Is this how they make Chilaquiles??” He asked.
“You ain’t blind, are you?”
“Hmph!! Always rude.” He muttered.
She began stirring the corn. “Pass me the salt…” He immediately gave it to her.
“The onions…”
“Chili…”
“Cabbage…”
“Salsa…”
“Salsa??” She called again…
“Miguel, sal…” She turned to look at Miguel, who stood at the same spot, looking at the ingredients before him…
‘Which is salsa??’ He wondered.
“Don’t tell me you don’t know it??” She asked and he pouted, shaking his head negatively.
She face palmed herself.
She turned off the gas and turned to him but her hand brushed the pan flipping it over.
“Ouch!!!” She shrilled as some of the content spilled on her hand, the pan fell to the floor and everything spilled on the floor.
“Landa!!” He screamed in worry, taking her hands.
🎙️Oh no!
“Oh no, Yolanda!” Bella muttered.
“Do you know how to treat burns??” She asked Mr Leonard.
“How would I know??”
“Tsk, Landa.”
“Ouch!! My hand, my hand…” Yolanda cried, blowing her hand.
It was burning up. He began blowing it for her but it was helping at all.
“What do I do?? How do they treat burns??” He wondered.
He rushed to bring a jar of water to pour on it but Yolanda declined immediately.
“Water… Won’t help.”
What do I do? What do I do?
“Miguel… My hands… Do something…” She cried, jolting him from his thought.
He rushed to the MC immediately.
“Sir do you know how to treat burns?” He asked and the MC shook his head negatively.
He walked away before he could even say a word.
“You all are chef right? You must know how to treat burns, tell me… What should I do??” He asked, hopefully they would give him an answer.
Sadly, they all shook their head negatively.
“Seriously!!! And you guys call yourself chefs?? Darn it!!” He yelled frustratedly, anxiety clearly written all over his face.
He looked back at Yolanda who was crying, her skin was slowly peeling off.
It broke his heart and he rushed to her.
“Flour. Apply flour on the burn, after the contest you can get her properly treated.” Chef Lilly’s voice sounded and he stopped dead on his track.
He turned to look at him and she smiled at him.
“Thank you, thank you ma’am.” He appreciated.
“Welcome.” She smiled.
He got back to the kitchen and did as she said. He got a flour from the cupboard and went to Yolanda.
“Here, this will help.” He said as he made her sit on the floor.
He sat on the floor as well and poured the flour on her hand which had turned completely red, her skin was already peeling off.
“Aishh.”
“Sorry.” He said, as he applied the flour on the burn with care.
She stopped crying for a while to watch him as he treated the burn with so much care.
She wiped her tears with her other hand, staring at him.
By now, they have become the source of entertainment to all the contestants as they have already stopped cooking to watch them.
“Awwwn.”
“See that?” The girl who bumped into Yolanda earlier asked her hubby.
“What?”
“It’s not about being all romantic, you should learn how to be caring from him.” She told him.
“You mean I should poured hot oil on your hand and tender the wound afterwards?” He asked.
“I didn’t mean that exactly, look at them… I envy their love.” She said.
“That means our love is not interesting, is that what you’re tryna say?” He asked.
“I didn’t say that.” She cleared.
🎙️I know this is supposed to be a cooking contest, but this contestant seven couples have turned it to a romantic movie.
🗣️ Swears.
🗣️ Awwwn, they look so cute together.
🗣️ They’re the only couple who have caught my attention since I got here.
**
“All done, does it hurt again?” Miguel asked Yolanda who was lost staring at him, she didn’t even hear what he said.
“Landa??” He called but she didn’t reply.
“Landa??” He shook her, jolting her back from her thought.
“I’m handsome right??” He smirked.
“Don’t be full of yourself.” She rolled her eyes before inwardly scolding herself for drooling so foolishly… It was very obvious.
She looked at her hand, it was hurting that much but she wasn’t sure she could with it again.
“Thanks.” She said anyway.
“Always welcome.” He smiled out a dimple, fluttering her.
It made her heart began racing abnormally.
“How’re we gonna do?? Should we just back out??” He asked and Yolanda quickly shook her head.
She has loved cooking, more reason why she decided to participate in this contest.
She learnt how to cook from her nanny Clara, then she was still young.
“No. I’ll manage to cook.” She stood up immediately. She grabbed the pot with her right hand and she winced.
She proceeded to picking it with her left hand but Miguel took it for her.
“Your hand still hurt, lemme do the cooking, just tell me what to do.” He told her.
“Mi…”
“Please Landa.” He said and she shrugged.
A while later, Miguel has already cleared the mess and has began cooking again.
“What else should I add??” He asked.
“Nothing just keep on stirring.” She instructed.
He did just that. He sniffed in the sweet aroma already emitting from the dish he was preparing and smiled widely.
🎙️5 minutes left to round up.
The MC spoke.
“Time to bring it down Miguel.” Landa said and he nodded.
“How are we gonna serve in just 5 minutes??” She asked.
“Trust me on that.” He smirked.
He brought out the already baked tortillas and placed it on a plate. He poured the shredded beef on a separate plate.
“We haven’t even tasted it.” He reminded and Yolanda took a bit from the tortilla.
Her eyes widened.
“What happened??” She curled up her index and thumb fingers, giving him a ‘it’s amazing’ sign.
He smiled.
“How come you can cook more than me??” She asked when she was done chewing on the food.
“Coz I’m always the best.” He said and she laughed.
They served the food for the judges and waited their results.
It took turns for the food to go across the judges, only nine contestant did something, the remaining three were disqualified.
The results came out and seven contestants had the highest vote, the remaining two left.
Among the seven contestants were Miguel and Yolanda, they were able to scale through the first round, they even got Chef Lilly’s vote.
**
“I knew you guys could do it.” Bella said proudly as they walked out of the hall.
“Because of you she burnt her hand.” Miguel complained.
“And you tended to it.” She smiled.
“Yunno SpongeBob, I already have it in mind to tease the hell outta you today, so you can’t cook??” She asked bewilderment.
“I was the one who cooked the dish dummy.” He defended.
“Oh please, we all know Yolanda helped you, right Yolanda?” Bella asked.
“Sure.” Landa nodded with a smile.
“Lie!!!”
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< LATER IN THE DAY >
“Miguel!” Romina called from behind, stopping Miguel on his track.
He slowly turned back to see her. He frowned slightly.
“Miguel…” She called, hugging him tightly.
Miguel pushed her off him, immediately.
“Mi-”
“What are you doing in Hawaii Romina??” He asked, calling her name in full, for the very first time in years.
“Miguel?? You called my full name?? Are you still angry with me??” She asked, faking tears.
“Come off the pretence Romina, what are you doing in Hawaii??” He asked again.
“I’m already said I’m sorry, haven’t I? I’m sorry for abducting you on your wedding day I was driven by my obsession for you.” She pouted.
“I didn’t ask that, I asked what you’re doing in Hawaii?”
“I… I came for tour, I didn’t know you’re having your honeymoon here.” She said.
He rolled his eyes.
“Good,,, tour in peace… Stay far from me.” He warned sternly and began walking away but she grabbed his wrist.
“Miguel…” She gulped down nothing as he sent her a glare. He yanked his hands off hers.
“Stay away!” With that final warning, he left.
She kept staring at his retreating figure, sadly.
“Tch! Tch! Tch!… Looks like lovergirl got rejected again.” She heard the familiar voice said behind her.
The voice she loathed so much, she disdained the person with the person with the voice with everything in her.
She slowly turned back to see her. She guessed right. She’s the only with such croaky voice.
Bella!
“Good to see you again Romina, I always knew we would meet again. I must confess, I did miss you alot.” She said the last sentence, sarcastically.
Romina glared.
“What do you want Bella??” She asked, trying to control the h@?? burning up in her.
Ironically how the two are Miguel’s friend but they don’t get along.
“Calm down with the glare, we just met after four years, we shouldn’t start with the h@??, what do you think??” Bella smiled widely.
“Ion have time to exchange words with you.”
“I also gat no time to spare with b!tches.” She retorted.
“You’re still on with your obsession knowing fully well that he’s married, he can never be yours, you’re still head over heels, how shamelessly.” She added.
Romina glared at her with gnashed teeth.
“I will warn you again, stay clear. Miguel is my friend and Yolanda is also my friend and I don’t joke with my friends… Don’t try anything shítty if you don’t want me to activate the bítch mode… Tour in peace as he suggested.” She warned sternly, not smiling at all.
“Have a good day.” She flashed her a smile before walking.
Romina clenched her fist in anger as she watched her retreating figure.
That bítch! Only God knows how much she h@??s her.
TBC…