Chapter 290 - Twig Ring- Part 4
Belle gritted her teeth, "Humble? I think you need to recheck it with her."
"Why are you so upset with the truth?" asked the woman nad Gwen, "Is it because your man didn't give you an actual ring? Because he cannot afford to get you one or is it because he is unsure about it?"
"I don't need to know how much I am worth with a piece of jewellery. It is the thought that counts but I think in your case it is the weight of the jewel on you, am I wrong?" Belle crossed her arms, and smiled, "I can bet that you will truly break it off if the man was not wealthy."
Gwen laughed, pushing her man aside and walking around to co to stand in front of Belle, "Take back your words right now. Not only are you rude to be interrupting my ti with my fiance but also go on to slander my na here."
"You have slandered your na enough that even the shopkeeper pity's your fiance right now," Belle retorted back. This had the shopkeeper turn red, and he looked away not to et the woman's eyes because it was true.
"You look pitiful. Go back to wherever you ca from, perhaps sowhere where you picked the twigs," said Gwen. Belle glared at the woman.
"Is it where you ca from too?"
"What?" the woman narrowed her eyes at Belle.
"A person who has not seen money wants to hoard it all—using your subtle words to get what you want from your fiance. So what if I don't have a ring, I don't expect it because I believe the person who is with will forever be with without needing to ask for assurance," said Belle to Gwen.
"You're calling insecure?" Gwen looked appalled by the accusation, "How dare you! Even the man you have co with is not speaking anything only shows how rude you are that he isn't speaking a word."
"Excuse , milady," Lucas stepped in, placing his hand around Belle's shoulder, "You should be careful of what you say to her in my presence. I am a man who won't bother to see if it is a woman if you know what I an," he smiled, looking at Gwen, who opened her mouth and closed it.
"Parker!" she called her fiance, "Look what they are saying about ."
"You don't have to look," said Belle, you can spend your ti mocking at others who you feel is beneath you to make yourself look good."
Belle then walked to the shopkeeper and placed a silver coin on one of the sweaters and said, "I will be taking three of this," and the man only nodded at her, happy to have a full silver coin which she didn't ask for the change in return.
Lucas bowed his head at the people who had co and gathered here to see what was going on. A polite smile on his lips before he accompanied Belle out of the shop. He saw Belle walk ahead, her footsteps angry on the snowy ground that had hardened because of lting and turning cold again. He couldn't help but smile at what just happened.
"That is not the direction to leave the town," Lucas said, and Belle stopped walking, turning around to et his eyes and her lips that were pursed together.
"What are you smiling at?" asked Belle to him, and this only made him smile at her more.
Lucas took two steps forward and patted her head which she hadn't expected, his hand gentle on top of her head, "So people are not worth looking or talking to. The best is to ignore them," he said to her.
And the closed can burst out with Belle saying,
"She doesn't even know us to go speaking about the ring or how cheap it looks or how she wants a jewel and actual tal on it! She could have been subtle, but she chose to speak loud enough for to hear it. You heard her," said Belle to have Lucas nod patiently, "Just because it doesn't hold to her standards, she didn't have to belittle the ring. If it's not to her liking, she should have kept the thoughts to herself than make sure that I hear. And what if it's made of twigs, I love it, and it ans sothing to . It is my choice, people who are going to ridicule and consider that its worthless should mind their words and mouth-"
Lucas had pulled her into his arms, hugging her to place his chin at the top of her head, "She is not worth wasting your breath on. People will say nurous things, and they need not be true. But you know that already," he then kissed the top of her head, "I must say I have always found the little brawl entertaining."
There were tis in the past where Lucas would have often stepped in when Belle was ready to pull out her claws, but tis had indeed changed. He had let her speak without interrupting her.
"You didn't stop . Why?" she asked in wondernt.
"You are no longer a child but a woman," he said, pulling away from her, "And I think the other woman needed to hear what you had to say to her. So it's all good. Sotis us reapers can be petty too," he smiled looking down at her.
Belle then took hold of the red muffler. Standing on the tip of her toes, she put it around his neck, which he let her, "Who is the other two for?" he asked her.
"For Barron," answered Belle and Lucas gave her a look.
"The other one is for Greed?"
"I thought it was one way to avoid him from attacking in the future."
Lucas gave her a nod, "It is a good step," and holding her free hands, they left the fair behind them.
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