Chapter 3

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Aiden returns in his office . He's still shock about the fact that Belle cannot speak now. He takes the piece of paper in which have Belle's handwriting. "I lost my voice in the accident three years ago." He runs his fingertips over the words and feels a tug in his heart. "Damn," he thinks. " What if she is playing games again? Anyone can just put things on their resume about themselves."

"I don't care about her as long as she helps Esme," Aiden says out loud as if convincing himself but he knows that Belle reappearance have cause a havoc inside his heart. A heart which he thought did not feel anything but somehow seeing Belle struggling to compose herself in front of him just minutes ago have stir same feelings inside him which he had felt years ago with her. The feeling to protect her. He lets out a bitter chuckle at his thoughts. "NO", he says to himself. "I won't make the same mistake again." But just for the sake of his sanity, he decides to do one thing. Removing his phone, he dials his trustworthy man for the job.

Belle sits in the cabin admiring her cabin which she will be sharing with the other secretary, Esme. It's very elegant and classy with its white walls contrasting against the black shining tiles.

 It's very elegant and classy with its white walls contrasting against the black shining tiles

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Pressing her palm against the cold glass window, she stares outside. She's so grateful despite everything Aiden agreed to give her a job. She will be able to pay her bills and with time maybe rent a new apartment where it will be more safe to stay. Closing her eyes, she leans her forehead against the glass and thinks about Aiden. He looks still the same. With the same chiseled jawline, straight nose and those deep grey eyes. She had fell in love with his eyes first. The same eyes which once looked at her with love is now fill with hate and disgust. She's still lost in thoughts when she hears a voice from behind her.

"Good morning", a cheerful voice greets her. "You must be Belle." Belle eyes the woman in front of her. She appears to be in her fifties with soft wrinkles crinkling near her eyes when she smiles. Belle affirms it with a nod. "I'm Esme." The older woman introduces as she approaches Belle. "Aiden have already told me everything.You don't have to worry about anything and if someone judges you or pass unnecessary remark about you, you just tell me ok," Esme says giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze. "I'll deal with it." Belle gives her a smile and signs , "Thank you" Esme smiles and sign back. "You're welcome." Belle face lights up and she signs, " You know how to sigh?" Esme laughs. " Yes, I know. I had to learn to communicate with my grandchild. He can't hear." Belle can see the love shining in Esme's eyes for her grandchild. "I'll bring him in the office someday. He'll be so happy to meet you," Esme says making Belle nods her head,merrily.

After their little conversation, Esme proceeds to explain Belle's task which includes accompanying Aiden in meetings to take notes, bringing him his morning coffee and setting his important schedules via the Macbook. Esme tells Belle they needed another person for help because sometimes Esme needs to leave early because Jacob, her daughter's son stays with her.

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