Wind Breeze 9

William smiled while occasionally glancing at Esmee, who was stirring the broth. He didn't realize that Sven had noticed his behavior.

"I've noticed you're always looking at Esmee," blurted Sven.

William instantly turned his attention to the potato he was peeling. "You fantasize too much, Sven."

Sven put down the knife he was holding and looked at William. "Do you think I don't know that face, Will? Your face is like my son's when he tells me he likes girls at his school."

"You have children?" William frowned as he looked at Sven in disbelief.

Sven took a deep breath and returned to his knife. He then continued to cut the meat in front of him. Sven then told William about his son.

"I have one son. The poor child because he didn't get to see his mother. Luckily he still has Grandma watching over him while I work," explains Sven.

William fell silent after hearing Sven's words. Sven's comments about his son having no mother made William think of himself and his mother, who had left him. William swallowed his saliva and then answered Sven's words.

"You're not trying to find another mom for him?" he asked.

Sven laughed as he shook his head. "How can I make out with a woman when I'm too busy making money for my child?"

William chuckled. "My father was busy looking for Mother for me after he separated from my mother."

Sven looked directly at William. "Sorry. I didn't mean to offend you."

"No problem. It happened a long time ago," William said.

"Maybe sometime you can stop by my place and chat with my son. You guys seem like a good match," said Sven.

"Because neither of us has Mother?" he asked.

"I don't know what it's like to lose a mother. So sometimes I can't understand my son's feelings. I think his grandmother's presence is enough. But lately, my mom says, he's always asking about his mom," said Sven.

"Just tell me where you live. I'll stop by next time," said William.

Sven patted William's arm. "I know you will accept my request."

William looked directly at Sven. He then laughed softly. "You have to cook for me."

"Stay cool, mate. My mother's food is quite famous here. Is that right, Esmee?" Sven suddenly asked Esmee.

Esmee laughed without taking her eyes off the broth she was making. "When are you going to ask your mother to cook? I'll be dropping by."

"Yes!" cried Sven. He then glanced at William while playing with his eyebrows.

"How? You don't mind if I take Esmee too. You can come together," said Sven with a mischievous smile.

William didn't respond to Sven's words and kept peeling the potatoes in front of him. Sven then went back to chopping his meat, while William smiled as he glanced at Esmee.

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"Welcome!" Marie greeted the visitors who came to D'Amelie's restaurant.

Marie's eyes widened as soon as she saw the visitor she had just opened the door. "Pierre?"

Pierre smiled at Marie. "Is Esmee in there?"

Marie softly laughed in response to Pierre's question. "Of course, she's in there. Where else can you find her other than in the kitchen."

"Is she busy?" asked Pierre.

Marie noticed the atmosphere inside the restaurant. "You can look around to answer your question. This afternoon is not as busy as yesterday."

Pierre nodded. He also paid attention to the situation in D'Amelie's restaurant. It was different from yesterday when he came to the restaurant. Pierre only saw a few guests around the restaurant today.

"Can I go straight to the kitchen?" Pierre again asked Marie.

Marie nodded. "Of course."

"Thank you, Marie," Pierre said, smiling slightly at Marie. He then walked towards D'Amelie's kitchen.

Marie watched Pierre, who was walking towards the kitchen smiling to himself. Marie's attention was distracted when a customer entered the restaurant. She smiled at the men who had just stepped into the restaurant.

"For how many people?" Marie asked the male customer.

"Just me," replied the customer.

Marie nodded her head. "Please, here."

The male customer then followed in Marie's footsteps, who led him to one of the empty tables in the restaurant. "Hey, may I know your name?"

Marie turned to the customer and raised one eyebrow. "What do you want?"

"I want to know your name."

Marie laughed softly at the customer she brought to her table. "I'm Marie."

The male customer smiled and extended his hand to shake hands with Marie. "I'm Charles."

Marie accepted the handshake with a small smile. She shook Charles' hand for a moment, then let it go again. After that, Marie gave Charles the menu book she had brought.

"You can call me if you want to order," said Marie.

Charles nodded his head while smiling at Marie. "Thank you, Marie."

Marie nodded slowly and then walked away from Charles' table. She checks with other customers to ensure they have the food they ordered.

Meanwhile, Charles watched Marie from his seat with a smile. He then looked at the menu book in his hand to choose the food he would eat.

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"Hey, Will. Your rival seems to be coming again," said Sven when he saw Pierre standing in D'Amelie's kitchen.

William instantly turned his attention and stared at the kitchen door. He hissed. "What is that man doing here?"

William's eyes then followed Pierre's footsteps, who walked towards Esmee. He snorted when he saw Pierre pat Esmee on the shoulder.

Sven giggled at the look on William's face, which changed when he saw Pierre approaching Esmee. "Looks like you like Esmee, Will."

William stared at Sven for a moment. Snorting, he resumed his work of chopping vegetables. But once in a while, he glared at Pierre, who seemed to be getting close to Esmee.

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"I want to apologize for last night," Pierre said to Esmee.

Esmee turned to Pierre. She smiled crookedly. "It doesn't matter. Maybe it's because I'm too tired that I'm overreacting."

"You may take the night off if you are tired," continued Pierre.

Esmee shook her head. "No need, Pierre. I can still work. By the way, don't talk about work here. I don't want my workers to know I work for you too."

"Oh, sorry. I don't know," said Pierre.

"Now you know," said Esmee.

Pierre smiled as he looked at Esmee. "Can I help you again?"

"Oh, Lord. You don't have to help me every day, Pierre," Esmee said.

"Don't mention it. I'm glad I could help you. Where's the apron I wore yesterday? I will help you as my apology for my behavior last night."

Esmee then looked at Pierre with a long sigh. She then called William. "William, please get the apron in the cupboard and give it to Pierre."

Pierre smiled broadly at Esmee. "Thank you."

Esmee nodded with a small smile.

After that, Pierre walked over to William. "You heard what Esmee asked, didn't you?"

William put down the knife he was holding while snorting in annoyance. He then left the kitchen table and walked over to the cupboard.

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