Love The Handsome Heir

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Belle wiggled the bell she had installed near the kitchen door to give her employees a code that the food was ready. So the next few seconds Louis and Sharon came to pick up the food. While Belle again moves so nimble to cook other foods that have been written on the order list, complete with the table number of the owner of the order.

Well, that's how Belle's simple restaurant works. Everything is manual and very draining. Belle has not thought about adding employees because to be honest she herself is still struggling in financial matters.

“You always work like that every day, Belle?”

Belle gasped in shock hearing someone talking behind her. Belle automatically turned around quickly until her elbow nudged the bowl containing pieces of vegetables. The bowl fell with a very loud crack. Making all his vegetables scattered everywhere mixed with shards of daggers from the bowl.

“Arthur, don't suddenly come and surprise me like that,” scolding Belle with an annoyed face.

Next to Arthur's eyebrows rose. He looked at Belle confused. Especially when the woman touched her own chest to neutralize her heartbeat that worked harder than before. Perhaps true, Belle was too surprised by Arthur's sudden appearance.

“You're too easily surprised, Belle.” Arthur said as he stepped closer towards the broken bowl scattered on the floor.

Belle exhaled a long breath after successfully normalizing her heartbeat. “Sorry, Arthur. I am easily surprised, even in the smallest of ways. So, I beg you not to surprise me anymore,” he said full of plea.

“I'm sorry, Belle. I'll try not to surprise you anymore.” Arthur replied casually. Although, inwardly he laughed at himself for just doing the most impossible thing for him to do.

Apologizing. Maybe it can still count fingers, how many times Arthur apologized in his lifetime. However, with Belle somehow Arthur was easy to say those rare words.

Belle muttering. He crouched down to help Arthur collect the broken bowl fragments earlier. However, his hand had not yet reached for one of the pieces, Arthur resisted Belle's movement by holding her hand.

“Continue your work, Belle. Let me clean up this mess,” said Arthur.

Belle shakes. “You rest, Arthur. Your condition has not fully improved,” refused.

“I've been better, Belle. It doesn't matter if you just clean up this shard. You just continue your work. Don't make the customers out there starve.” Arthur disputes. He begged Belle to be willing to obey what she said.

“You're serious?” ask Belle to make sure.

Arthur nodded steadily.

So Belle ended up breathing a long breath with a resigned smile. “Alright, I will continue my work. Be careful with that splinter, Arthur. Do not let the wound in your body increase because of the splinter,” said Belle.

Unknowingly, Arthur's smile expands. When he found Belle turned around and focused on all the ingredients she needed to make her customers' meals. Looks so admiring with such an extraordinary look. In fact, you could say the appearance of the woman is always ordinary.

However, for some reason it was that simple appearance that made Arthur feel happy to see him. Either if it is caused by the boredom of Arthur because too often faced with women who always look luxurious.

A moment later Arthur realized when his hand was accidentally scratched by a shard. He was surprised, but did not make a sound because he did not want to make Belle's focus back distracted. He chose to hold the wound in his hand.

Just a small scratch is not a problem. Arthur obviously had a much worse wound than this.

“If you're done cleaning, sit on the chair, Arthur. Or you can go back to the room to continue your rest,” orders Belle.

“Boring once if constantly silent in the room, Belle.” Arthur protest. It was his heart's voice.

At least until later the twin men find anyone involved in the attempted murder of Arthur yesterday.

“You still need more intensive care, Arthur. Remember what Apollo said a few days ago. In addition to being required to eat healthy foods, you also have to maintain your rest time,” Belle recalled.

“My mom never cared about my health, Belle. Why are you even nagging me in such a way?” Arthur asked in a soft tone. Along with the loud sound of the frying pan as soon as Belle put the pieces of onions in there.

“What did you say, Arthur?” belle asked because she didn't hear every word Arthur had just said.

“Forget it,” says Arthur.

Belle doesn't reply anymore. This time he really focused himself on finishing every meal he made. Until the time is almost three o'clock in the afternoon, Belle can breathe a sigh of relief because finally the opening hours of the restaurant have ended.

Belle lays a plate of Churros with chocolate sauce as a complement to Arthur and Louis. Sharon is still managing the list of expenses and income today.

“Since when did you two become familiar?” ask Belle. His smile expanded realizing the communication between Arthur and Louis seemed more supple and relaxed.

“Entahlah. It turns out that Arthur isn't as bad as he seems,” replied Louis.

“That's bad I am in your eyes, you rancid bastard?” ask Arthur.

Louis was unable to answer because his laughter first gushed out. Arthur's flat face did not necessarily make him shudder in fear, but instead looked so ridiculous.

Arthur himself was confused by the attitude he showed. Usually he will be angry or offended when there are people who openly laugh at him other than Apollo and Artemis. However, for some reason this time he just resigned to let Louis laugh at himself like he should see a clown.

“Don't laugh too much, Louis. Later you can cry afterwards,” Sharon's memory from her place.

“You believe that sentence, Sharon? Come on, it's just a warning to parents who don't like it when someone laughs too hard,” Louis replied.

“Ah, that sentence turns out to apply also here,” chirped Arthur.

Belle smile. “It looks like all countries are quite familiar with that sentence. After I thought that sentence had a point too,” he said.

Arthur looked at Belle. The woman stepped towards the cashier's desk and stood face to face with a table with several picture frames on it. Arthur is only aware of the existence of the objects there, even though he has been living in this restaurant for several days.

However, that's not what makes Arthur's attention follow the woman. Not the existence of the photos there, but how drastic changes in Belle's expression. From a sincere expression full of smiles, it immediately turned into sadness as if storing enormous sadness. That's what makes Arthur curious.

“Photo who is he looking at?” ask Arthur slowly. Indeed, the question did not expect to get an answer because he did not know who the question was worth.

I didn't realize the question was being heard by Louis. So the young man answered without being asked.

“That's a photo of the late Belle family. There are his parents and younger brother. They died when Belle was just 19 years old.”