Married to my nemesis-Chapter 157: Result of the game

Vixen walked towards the dresser in his room reaching out to the first draw where he placed his phone he was ready to take out his phone but then to his dismay once the draw was opened, it was an empty area.

He furrowed his brows, he knew he hid his phone there since he didn’t want Abi to know that he was going to take up the chance to call the judges just when they were done with their activity.

At the sight that there was nothing on in the drawer, he placed his hand in the space trying to rub it on the surface maybe it would come out.

It was a big oak wooden drawer, the length of the drawer was wide enough for him to see it at once.

They all had to submit their gadgets, the device which Arthur brought forward while cooking was only used after gaining permission from Abi who told the maids before the cooking event that they should confiscate their devices just till the competition was over but then, even the one that he made sure to keep away wasn’t in there.

"But—" he stuttered reminded by the fact there was a device there, he turned around.

"Daddy—" he was stunned when he saw his little boy run towards him.

"Arthur, why are you here?"

"Oh daddy," he said as he took a stop in front of him.

"Daddy do you know that I was just done with dressing up but then while I was getting dressed up, mummy said I should tell you that whatever you’re looking for is not going to be available, everything is with the maids."

Vixen wildened his eyes.

"You said what?" He said with a sharp gaze.

"Daddy, don’t look at me like that," he raised his hand in surrender.

"I’m not the one who requested that, mummy was," he said and then he ran back out of the room leaving Arthur in silence.

Vixen heaved a deep breath as he bit his lip a bit shaken he had a sharp look at the window.

What was he going to do with Abi?

"Abi what’s the meaning of what you did—" he said in a furious tone as he walked towards her while she was in the kitchen getting the kitchen cleaned along with the maids.

She was stopped hearing his tone and then the maids dismantled at the sight of the serious boss.

Abi paused as she turned to him she had a furrow on her eyebrow.

"What do you have to say now?" She said as she placed her hands on her shoulder.

"What am I not going to say? Abi you told the little boy to tell me something about my device— my device!!"

"Mr. Vixen I just want to ask you something, what we’re you planning on doing with that device?"

"Does it matter to you what happened?"

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"Okay then, I want you to turn their, look at that side I want you to see something," she said as she walked towards him and then she held him on the shoulder turning his side view to see Arthur who was accompanying the maids to clean the dishes, as he washed the dishes, he handed it to the maids.

"I know that you were going to talk and you wanted something that was going to satisfy you and your family but then look at that, see that boy, he’s washing the plate something that you weren’t going to allow. "

" I have my reasons for not allowing him, Abi. "

" I know that you did but then, when you see that boy’s face can’t you see what he’s experiencing? Happiness. Happiness that just not need something big to be proved that he’s really happy and elated. Just something as little has that, he begged me that he always wanted to wash the dishes so I gave him the chance to do that, just take a look at how happy your son is. So, if everything is about winning then what’s the fun in getting to lose, Vixen? There’s no failure without success and I want my son to discover that. I want him to experience that kind of experience, I don’t want my son to have the heart that he’s always going to find his happiness when he wins but I want him to experience the fact that he could also get his happiness by the fact that he lost, so whatever the result is, let’s just hear it. I promise you that I’m going to give you back everything that you own. That’s a promise, " Vixen turned to her, a bit shocked by her speech.

He had a straight look as he looked at her and then he heaved a deep breath.

" Whatever the score is, whatever the mark is, I want to make sure that you give me back my gadget when we’re done. "

A small smile on her face as she nodded.

" Thank you, " she said and then out of euphoric, she embraced him from the neck.

" I promise I’ll try my best to let you and Arthur be happy, " she said as she cuddled her head in his neck, taken aback by her action he raised his hands slowly as he reached for her back he gently pattered her.

"Okay then, whatever you say," he said in a hoarse tone. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Abi smiled as she slowly retracted.

"I promise, you’re going to be happy," she said a wide stretch on her lips and then she turned to Arthur.

"My baby little boy, should I join you?" She questioned as Arthur nodded then she walked towards him assisting him with the dishes.

Vixen happily watched them as she stayed behind Arthur entangling her hands with Arthur as she washed the plates in the sink.

"Aren’t you my good boy," she said as she lowered her head to give him a kiss on his cheek.

"I’m mummy’s good boy," Arthur said he raised his head so he could see his mother’s face, a chuckle left his lips revealing his window teeth.

Abi chuckled and then she lowered her head again to kiss him on the forehead.

"I love you so much, baby boy."

"I love you too, mummy."

After a short while, the chief maids were ready to take the decision of the food.

The contestants stood in front of the table dressed in their symbolic pattern, they had their identification as the judges had two plates set on the table.

One was from the Joe’s family’s group and the other was from the other was from the maids.

"I don’t get why but I feel a bit nervous," Abi confessed as she rubbed her hand on her shoulder.

Vixen smile and then he placed a hand on hers as she turned to him a bit stunned.

"Why are you scared now, weren’t you the one that said no matter what the outcome was is better to face it, have you given up all of a sudden," he sneered as Abi shook her head a chuckle left her lips.

She thought he was going to give her some encouragement or he was going to give her comfort but this.

"You don’t need to worry, I know that whatever choice they make is what is better and even if we don’t win, I’m grateful with the fact that I had the chance to get to cook the food with my family, so matter what happens, I’m going to face it boldly, " she whispered back.

As the judges took from their cutleries, they began to dig into the plate that was placed in front of them, two types of food each representing the food of the two group.

One was a french looking dish of spaghetti sauce and fish fillet which was nicely wrapped with tomato and cabbage in the flat of the meat having a toothpick to hook it on the top and then it was placed beside the spaghetti, it was about four and it had a sensible and attracting look.

Rather appetizing and gave a compelling look to the the other one which also had spaghetti cooked but theirs.

It was made with different categories of vegetables on the dish spread on it and nicely made attractive just like the other one and had meat grated into small shreds.

It was nice to choose and something understandable, not cooked like a professional but from the look of it, it looked like a dish which had hardwork placed in the dish.

A perfect dish to say.

The chief took from their cutleries and then dug into the plate twisting it around the folk and then they raised it taking the first on with the vegetable and shredded meet on it, a simple look on the face of the judges as they took a bite, a nod and then they turned to look at one another.

Their expressions were saying something, Abi wished their gesture only meant well because the dish which was tasted, was theirs.

Her hands trembled as she placed her fingers in her mouth.