Mom Is A Meanie!

Chapter Eight

Ethan didn’t come home that night.

He had spent the whole night at Celeste’s place, and Aurora knew this because Celeste did not fail to keep her updated through out the night.

Aurora woke up the next morning to find that she’d received a ton of messages from Celeste during the night.

“What the hell?” She scoffed in disbelief as she opened the messages.

Many of them were pictures.

One was of Ethan making dinner for Celeste. He looked tall and dashing in the kitchen, with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms as he stirred something over the fire.

Celeste: Ethan and I grew up together and he has never for once let me suffer. I specifically asked for this blue prawn porridge, and he made it for me himself even though it’s so late. Tell me, Aurora, does Ethan even know your favorite food?

Aurora stared at the message, indifference and irritation etched on her features.

Of course, Ethan knew nothing of her diet or favorite foods. Infact, when they had gotten married, she’d quickly realized that their dietary preferences were a sharp contrast.

Ethan loved seafood while she was allergic to them, but she ensured that he was always served his favorite things at every meal.

Riley herself seemed to have picked up her father’s dietary preferences and Aurora found herself missing her own kind of foods, while catering to the needs of father and daughter.

And for the record, she was sure Ethan would rather shoot himself in the throat than cook for her.

Her nose was held high in disdain, as she scrolled on to the next picture.

It was one of Ethan sleeping peacefully in Celeste’s arms. He looked so content while Celeste had a smug look on her face. Ethan was bare chested, while Celeste was scantily clad in a black and red lacy nightgown.

Celeste: He’s only ever at peace when he’s with me. I am the perfect fit for Ethan, Aurora. I am the only one who can satisfy him, and he will only ever want me. You will never measure up. Give up already.

Celeste went through all the messages, a cold indifference settling on her being. It seemed after a while Celeste got tired of Aurora’s silence even with the images she had sent, and resorted to outrightly saying anything that would hurt her to get her to respond.

Celeste: Your husband is mine, Aurora. You’re nothing more than a scheming manipulative woman to him, and you will never have his heart, you bitch. Don’t ever think you will come between us.

Celeste: It’s about time you give up, don’t you? I mean, your husband and even your child loves me. Why wouldn’t they? I am a top medical researcher in the country, and my family is one of the most respected in the city, while you’re just a nobody. You little bitch, is it until I bleed you dry before you realize you lost already? You good for nothing loser!

Calmly, Aurora took screenshots of the messages, then blocked Celeste, deleting the number completely from her phone.

Knowing how persistent and insecure the homewrecking bitch was, she knew Celeste would soon contact her with another number.

But Aurora didn’t care for now.

She would soon be granting Celeste her wish; a ready made trash of a husband and a kid who would love her as her mother.

She got out of bed and went downstairs.

“Good morning, Mom!” Riley chirped brightly as soon as Aurora walked into the dining room. She was all dressed up for school and was gulping down a bowl of cereal and fruits.

“Good morning, Madam.” The head maid greeted Aurora as well, then handed her a cup of coffee.

“Morning Lucille. Hi baby,” Aurora replied, as she sat down at the table beside Riley, cradling the cup of hot coffee in both hands. The warmth seeped through her skin and was a bit scalding but this was how she liked her coffee.

Hot and black.

Aurora looked around the very bare table, which only had a few dishes on it.

She had slept in that morning and had not supervised breakfast, which was strange. Normally, she ensured that all the meals in the house were well prepared to suit Ethan and Riley’s taste.

These meals were always fresh and never stored and some of them were quite elaborate, but that morning had been different.

The head maid had to use her discretion to prepare something simple for Riley, and since Ethan was not at home, it was even easier.

Now, that Aurora was finally awake, she went on to ask, “The master is not home, and it’s Wednesday, so he will be home early,” she uttered, “What should we make for dinner, ma’am?”

Aurora shrugged, “I don’t know.” She replied, swirling her coffee slightly before taking a sip, “Make whatever you want.”

The head maid’s brows shot up in surprise, “E…excuse me?”

Even Riley looked at her mom with puzzlement, perhaps sensing a shift in Aurora’s demeanor. She bit her lips in worry and stopped eating, but she was not worried about Aurora.

She was worried about the fact that her Dad was not home, and as such, it would be Aurora taking her to school that morning.

“No, I can’t let that happen.” She mused to herself, “If Dad’s not home, he will be with Aunt Celeste, and she promised to meet me at school today to give me my sponge cake for lunch. Her sponge cake is the best. I can’t let mom take me to school today. Mom is being a meany, and she doesn’t like Aunt Celeste.”

At that moment, Aurora turned to look at the head maid calmly, “From now on, prepare whatever meals you think is best for the family,” she uttered, “Do not bother me about it anymore.”

The head maid’s mouth dropped open in shock, but the next instant, she nodded in response, “Yes ma’am.”

Aurora’s tone and expression had brooked no disobedience, and the Lucille was not ready to start pondering on what made the Madam change so drastically today.

Aurora turned back to Riley.

She was just in time to see Riley withdraw her gaze sharply, then stood up from the table.

“I’m done with breakfast!” She announced, then bolted for the door, “Bye mom, bye Lucille!”

Aurora blinked, “Riley, your Dad isn’t home. How about you wait a bit for mummy to change and take you to school?”

“NO!”

There was stunned silence in the room for a few seconds as the staff stared at the little girl in shock.

Her “NO!” had been very resounding and…rude.

They looked to Aurora to see how she’d take this behavior but strangely, Aurora’s expression remained the same.

Calm, with her eyes narrowed in a watchful gaze.

Riley’s cute face was scrunched up in defiance and stubbornness and she stomped her foot hard on the ground. Like Aurora was pestering her and had made her yell out of frustration.

“I don’t want you taking me to school, mom!” She finally uttered with a defiant pout, “I will just go with the driver. If mom takes me to school, it will be a disaster!”