He is My Husband

When the door was opened, the bell rang, causing the chubby woman behind the bar to turn towards the door to greet her customer.

"Welcome, Sir and Miss. Would you like to eat here or stay here?" The woman asked as she approached Arielle and offered to take off the girl's coat.

"I want to eat here." Arielle gave her the coat. The woman looked at Ronan and asked for the man's robe, but he remained unmoved. 

"Sir, your robe?" The woman asked Ronan, who was silently looking around the dining area. "Miss, don't your bodyguard want to take off his robe?" 

Ronan twisted his neck to the chubby woman and glared at her. Arielle glanced at the man and smiled. She wrapped her arm around Ronan's arm tightly.

"My husband doesn't really like crowds. Can he still wear it?" asked Arielle with a sweet voice.

Now, it was Arielle's turn to be stared at by Ronan.