Chapter 124 - Steffi Panic

"Sorry sir, I didn't mean to surprise you earlier," Paul said softly, apologizing to Aaron for making Aaron startled in front of the shop.

"It's okay, Paul, I'm fine," Aaron replied kindly.

"I didn't know that you are having a serious conversation with Miss Anne," Paul tried to explain again the reason he had startled Aaron.

"Never mind, we don't need to talk about it anymore. We were just having a chat just now, no serious issues. So you don't have to apologize to me like this repeatedly. Oh right, when did you start working here? It seems like a few days ago I haven't seen you in the shop," asked Aaron searchingly.

Hearing Aaron's words made Paul stop his work. He then told Aaron how he started working at Anne's flower shop. During Paul's story, Aaron was smiling and stealing glances repeatedly at Anne, who was sitting in a chair with Linda. He was increasingly amazed and fascinated by the kindness of Anne, who wanted to hire Paul, even though he didn't have a diploma and so on.

"I didn't expect that I would be accepted to work in this place, sir, the problem was that it was already late, and Miss Anne had half closed the rolling door of this flower shop," Paul said quietly, ending his story.

"But you were accepted, even though you came last. The important thing is now you have to do your best, so as not to disappoint Anne, who already believes in you," whispered Aaron softly as he patted Paul on the shoulder twice.

"Yes sir, I will not disappoint Miss Anne. I will do my best in this shop," Paul said excitedly.

A smile appeared on Aaron's face when he heard Paul's words. After chatting briefly with the new courier, Aaron then got up and approached the chair where Anne and Linda were. Seeing Aaron was approaching, Linda got up immediately from his chair and brought the plate of cake. She immediately walked over to Paul, who was cleaning the vase in front of the cashier counter. Aaron smiled when he saw Linda left the seat. He then sat on the chair Linda had previously sat right beside Anne.

"Do you like the cake?" Aaron asked gently, trying to open the conversation while grabbing his fork that was on the plate.

"Yes, this is delicious," answered Anne honestly.

"Thank God, if you like it. I was hesitant about what kind of cake to buy. Until finally my choice fell on this strawberry cake," Aaron said softly as he put a piece of cake into his mouth.

Anne just smiled wryly at Aaron's words. She then ate the cake that was still on her plate. From the front of the counter, Linda and Paul were seen whispering to each other. They both commented on the intimacy of Anne and Aaron.

"They both get along well," Linda whispered softly, eating the strawberry slices heartily.

"It depends, if Miss Anne want to accept the master, then you can say that he is suitable and vice versa," Paul answered carelessly.

Slap!

Linda punched Paul in the back with exasperation.

"It hurts, Linda ..."

"I don't care. That's a punishment for you for talking like that. We should wish the best for Anne. What is wrong with you, Paul?" said Linda curtly, interrupting Paul's words.

Paul just laughed when Linda was angry. He slowly turned to look at Anne and Aaron who were sitting enjoying their cake.

"Miss Anne is very nice, she should have a good partner too. But ..."

"But what?" said Linda, quickly cutting off Paul's words.

"No, I'm just talking randomly, hehe." Paul answered quickly with a laugh. He didn't want to talk anymore because he didn't want to get into trouble.

"Well you're so annoying, why talk in riddles?" Linda said fiercely in irritation.

Seeing Linda sulking made Paul smile. He knew that Linda was angry with him. Because he didn't want to disturb the boss, Paul finally continued his work as it was getting late. He wanted all the vases that had just arrived to be clean and ready to use, because tomorrow morning he would work alone again. Because Anne and Linda had classes, they will come to the shop after school. And that was why Paul wanted all his work done tonight, so that tomorrow morning he could immediately do something else. Because Paul was busy working again, Linda finally got up from Paul's side. She then walked and sat at the cashier table to calculate the results of today's sales to be included in the report. She didn't want to disturb Aaron and Anne who were still chatting.

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Meanwhile, Leon, who had arrived at his house, still looked grumpy after he saw Anne with another man, who he believed was Aaron Connery. Steffi, who did not know that her husband was angry, was still busy choosing the best nightwear to serve Leon tonight in the walk-in closet next to the main room. She was looking for the best lingerie that she usually wore to give Leon satisfaction in bed.

"I couldn't possibly see it wrong, that was Marianne and Aaron Connery, the property developer. What were they doing on the side of the road like that? Is it possible they have a special relationship? But if they have a relationship, why at that event on campus Anne didn't come along like the others, even though at that time Aaron Connery was watching the show and... "

Thump!

Leon could not finish his words when he remembered about the three-day vacation to Ireland that he had given to the UAL students.

"Oh now I understand the reason Marianne didn't come to Ireland yesterday. She must have spent those three days with that bastard Aaron Connery. Yes, I'm sure of that," Leon said coldly with emotion. The scene when Aaron looked like he was going to kiss Anne came back into Leon's memory all of a sudden.

"Aarrggghh ... fuckk!

Crash!

historical

Leon hit the make-up mirror in his room with his left hand so hard that the make-up mirror that he just bought for Steffi was now shattered, while fresh blood seemed to be gushing from the fingers of his left hand that was still clenched.

Steffi, who was still in the walk-in closet, immediately came out of the the closet to find out what was going on. Her heart immediately beat very fast when she saw what happened to Leon.

"Leoonnn!!" Steffi screamed in surprise when she saw Leon's hand bleeding.

To be Continued