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Chapter 4; Tensions At Home

Author: Misty Rain
last update Last Updated: 2021-10-12 06:32:21

The night unfurled like a dark velvet curtain, speckled with diamonds that twinkled in the vast expanse above as Desire’s grandfather, Mr. Almonte, pulled into the driveway of their sprawling family home. He stepped out of his sleek black sedan, a satisfied smile etched across his face. Today had been a monumental day for his business, sealing a deal that would secure the company’s future for years to come. As he walked towards the front door, he felt a sense of pride swell within him—not just for the success, but for the family he had built and the legacy he hoped to leave behind.

As he entered the house, he was greeted by the familiar scent of fresh flowers and polished wood. Chase, his son, was waiting in the living room, his face lighting up at the sight of him. “Dad! You did it!” Chase exclaimed, rushing over to give him a hearty hug. “I heard the news. Everyone’s talking about it!”

Mr. Almonte chuckled, ruffling Chase’s hair affectionately. “It was a team effort, Chase. But yes, it feels good to see our hard work pay off.”

As they chatted, the sound of pots clanging and the aroma of spices wafting through the air caught their attention. Desire was in the kitchen, her laughter mingling with the sizzling sounds of dinner preparation. She had decided to cook a special meal to celebrate her grandfather’s success, wanting to show her love and appreciation for all he had done for the family.

“Is Desire cooking?” Chase asked, his voice suddenly sharp. “What is she making?”

“Something delicious, I’m sure,” Mr. Almonte replied, his eyes twinkling with pride. “She’s quite the chef.”

Chase’s expression darkened. “I don’t think she should be doing that. She’s been working hard at the hospital. Why can’t the maids handle it?”

“Desire wanted to do this,” Mr. Almonte said, a hint of confusion in his voice. “It’s her way of celebrating with us.”

Chase crossed his arms, his frustration bubbling beneath the surface. “Yeah, but she’s going to tire herself out. It’s not fair to her. We have help for a reason.”

“Chase, it’s just dinner,” Mr. Almonte replied, trying to keep the mood light. “Let her enjoy this. It makes her happy.”

But Chase was already marching towards the kitchen, his mind set. He found the maids bustling about, preparing the dining room for dinner. “What are you all doing?” he barked, his tone sharper than intended. “Desire shouldn’t be in here cooking. You’re supposed to be taking care of things!”

The maids exchanged glances, surprised by his sudden outburst. “But Mr. Chase, Miss Desire insisted on making dinner tonight. She wanted to surprise your grandfather,” one of them explained gently.

“I don’t care what she wanted!” Chase snapped, his frustration boiling over. “She’s going to wear herself out, and I don’t want her to be exhausted when she should be enjoying her time with family. You all need to step up and do your jobs!”

The maids nodded, their expressions a mix of confusion and concern. They had always respected Desire’s wishes, but now they felt caught in the middle of a family dispute. Chase stormed out of the kitchen, his heart racing with a mix of anger and jealousy. He didn’t want his grandfather to favor Desire for her efforts, and he felt that this was just another way for her to steal the spotlight.

In the dining room, Mr. Almonte had followed Chase, sensing the tension in the air. “What’s going on, Chase?” he asked, his brow furrowed with concern.

“Nothing, Grandpa,” Chase replied, forcing a smile. “I just think we should let the maids handle dinner. Desire doesn’t need to be in the kitchen when she’s got so much on her plate already.”

“Chase, she’s doing this because she wants to,” Mr. Almonte said, his voice firm. “You need to understand that we all show our love in different ways. Desire is proud of her cooking, and she wants to celebrate with us.”

Chase sat at the dinner table, his fork clinking against the plate as he pushed his food around, the tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife. Desire emerged from the kitchen, a warm smile lighting up her face, her hands still dusted with flour. “I just wanted to cook something special for the family,” she said, her voice bright and cheerful, as if she hadn’t just stepped into a storm.

Her grandpa looked up from his plate, his eyes twinkling with pride. “Desire, my dear, this is simply marvelous! You’ve outdone yourself again!” He took another bite, savoring the flavors, and Chase felt a familiar heat rise in his chest.

“Yeah, great,” he muttered under his breath, but the words were lost in the clamor of forks and laughter. Desire beamed at the praise, her cheeks flushing with delight, completely oblivious to the storm brewing beside her.

Chase clenched his jaw, forcing himself to remain silent. He could feel the anger bubbling just beneath the surface, a dark cloud overshadowing the evening. Why did Dad always have to make such a fuss over her? It wasn’t fair. He had cooked plenty of times, but it was as if his efforts were invisible, overshadowed by Desire’s every culinary triumph.

As the meal continued, Mr. Almonte launched into another round of compliments, recounting stories of Desire’s past cooking adventures, each tale punctuated by laughter and applause. Chase’s grip on his fork tightened, the metal digging into his palm. He could feel the heat of frustration radiating from him, a silent storm that threatened to erupt.

“Desire, you should consider entering a cooking competition,” Mr. Almonte said, his voice booming with enthusiasm. “You have a real gift!”

Chase couldn’t take it anymore. “Yeah, maybe she should just open a restaurant while she’s at it,” he snapped, the words spilling out before he could stop them. The table fell silent, the laughter dying in an instant. Desire’s smile faltered, and she looked at him, confusion and hurt flickering in her eyes.

“Chase, that’s not—” Mr. Almonte began, but Chase cut him off, his voice rising.

“Why do you always have to praise her? It’s like I don’t even exist!” The words hung in the air, heavy and charged, as the reality of his outburst settled around them.

Desire’s expression shifted, the warmth of the moment evaporating. “I just wanted to help,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Chase stared at her like a monster ready to devour his prey before storming out of the dining room leaving Desire and her grandfather speechless.

Grandpa cleared his throat, the tension palpable. “Hija, do'nt take his words to heart. Maybe he's just too tired from work.”

Desire then nodded as an answer. She's completely aware of how Chase despises her and how her presence annoys him.

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