Chapter 41

"Thank you, Sheila. You lifted down a big burden from my shoulder." Then he took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to me. "What is this, Karl?" I asked. "It's your cash, I wanted to return this to you." He said referring to the first day. "No, I can't take this. Past is past. We can't change the past, Karl. You have to learn that. So, please don't force me to have this." I refused to take the money and this time my mind is also with my side, not as double mind as many times I used to be. "Then what about Lunch?" He asked awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. I wanted to pinch his cheek. How cute he is. Well...who would predict a devil may turn into an Angel. "Karl, lunchtime is over. It's 4 pm." I pointed out. "I know that, but since you hadn't eaten your lunch we can eat, and please say yes. I feel grateful if you agree." "Okay fine. I will go with you." I said without hesitation. We both hopped into his car and I put the seat belt across my body. Should I trust him? My subconscious mind asked me once again, but I put that question in the back of my mind and focus on the drive. * Sheila's POV: He parked his car in front of the fine restaurant that I had been ever before. One of the chauffeurs came and opened the door for us, treating us as a VIP customer. The outer view of the restaurant was beautiful. On top of that, there was written "Shaliya's Restaurant" in a fancy letter. "Shall we go?" He asked stretching his hand to hold. "Hmm yeah." I held his hand and he directed me towards the table which was located in the corner of the restaurant near the window. "Good evening Sir, Madam." A waiter came and greeted us politely. I gave him a smile while Karl nodded his head. "What do you want to eat?" Karl asked me. I went through the menu and ordered the Chicken bog unable to find other dishes as special though they seem mouth-watering. "One Chicken Bog," he told the waiter and he wrote down on his note pad before walking out of the way. "Why you didn't order anything?" I asked out of curiosity. "He knew what I usually order." He said casually as silently telling me that he was a regular customer here. "Karl, nice to meet you. Long time to see. How are you?" Someone greeted him. I think he is a manager. "I'm fine, Daniel. Is everything good?" He asked the guy named Daniel. "Yeah! Everything perfect. Most of the customers liked our services. Especially our desserts are their favourite ones." He smiled and Karl nodded his head. "Good. I won't bear if the same mistake happens on the next times and I won't hesitate to fire everyone in the restaurant." He said sternly. Daniel gulped down and nodded his head. "Sorry, it won't happen." Then his phone started to ring and he excused himself before walking ahead but the exhausting sigh he let out doesn't unnoticed by me. I furrowed my brows not getting anything. What happened here? Why he was nervous and why did he report everything to Karl as he owns this place. "Karl, Do you know the manager here?" Finally, I let out my curiosity. "Yeah, I know him. He is working for my dad." He shrugged his shoulders. "Don't you think you were rude to him?" I raised my eyebrows. "He deserved the cold treatment. We lost great opportunities because of his careless mistakes. If I were the Old Karl, definitely I would have fired them." His facial expression hardened when he spoke. I studied his features carefully as to how he clenched his jaw and fisted his hand. My heartbeat became to pounding fastly against my rib cage, but he closed his eyes for a second and his body relaxed. "Sheila." He called my name. "I own this restaurant. Shaliya is my mom's name. I see this as my mother, If they bring any bad name to this restaurant, I can't bear it as simply sitting and pretending like nothing happened. That's why I was rude to him. He wanted to know how special this restaurant to me." I hummed in response and nodded my head as a comprehension. There is no doubt, he is a mamma boy. The waiter came and set our food on the table. I took the spoon from the table and put some rice on the plate before tasting the scope of food. "Hmm.. amazing..." I moaned. He gave me a small smile then started to dig his food. "Karl, what is this?" I pointed my fork at his food. "This is the Hawaiian haystack, my favourite meals. If you want you can try this." "Maybe next time," I told him and continued to eat my chicken Bog. After finishing my Chicken bog, I ordered a Chocolate cake for dessert. "What a combination?" He asked and I shrugged my shoulder. Well, I like chocolate cake. As I was enjoying my dessert, a familiar smell filled my nostril causing me to look at his plate. "Karl, what are you eating?" I asked eyeing his bowl. "Crab Soup." My mouth watered by the mention of crab. I like Crab. It's my favourite. Well, I have so many favourite foods on my list. "So you provide seafood also." I raised my eyebrows. "Hmm yeah, People love to eat seafood from here." He replied honestly, very proud of himself. He smiled at me when he caught me eyeing at his bowl. "Sheila, if you want I will order one for you." He offered. "No Karl. My stomach is full." I protested. "Can I have a taste please," What seemed to be a little second later, I asked unable to control the craving for the Crab soup.