When The Devil Adores The Angel: The Fallen

Chapter 2.1: Meet and Greet

Changing the subject to a more cheerful one, Jophiel asked, "How old is your son now, Mr. Ennemond?"

Ennemond replied with pride, "He's twenty four."

Jophiel admired his son's independence at such a young age. "Your son is independent at a young age, impressive!" she remarked.

Ennemond explained the reason behind his son's decision. "Well, after my wife passed away, he decided to live in Milirem because he wanted to expand our business, not just in Bethlehem, but also in Nazareth. It was my wife's dream to make Bethlehem bloom with flowers. You see flowers everywhere."

Jophiel was deeply moved by his wife's dream and its impact. Tears welled up in her eyes as she said, "What a beautiful dream."

Ennemond, concerned, asked, "What's the matter, Jophiel?"

"Your wife's dream is truly magnificent," Jophiel remarked, her eyes gleaming with admiration. "I can't imagine how beautiful Bethlehem would be if it were surrounded by flowers everywhere."

Ennemond, however, seemed hesitant. "Yeah, but I'm afraid I can't make her dream come tru—"

Jophiel interrupted him by gently but firmly stamping the table. "Don't say that!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with determination. "We will make it come true!"

Ennemond couldn't help but smile at Jophiel's unwavering confidence. "Okay... then I'll leave it to you, Beauty of God."

Jophiel accepted the responsibility wholeheartedly. "Before that, though, I must finish my house so I can help you not just with your shop, but to make your wife's dream come true. That's my mission now here on Earth," she declared.

Ennemond, deeply grateful, expressed his thanks. "As expected of the Archangel... Thank you."

Jophiel simply replied, "You're welcome, Mr. Ennemond."

As the evening continued, Jophiel and Mr. Ennemond enjoyed a joyful dinner and conversation. Later, Mr. Ennemond's friends joined them for the meal, and they even had a jamming session, with Jophiel leading the songs.

The following day, Jophiel returned to Bethlehem along with Mr. Ennemond to visit his flower shop. They had made a deal to collaborate on the flower business.

"It's so lovely to see this, Mr. Ennemond," Jophiel commented as she admired the shop's blossoms. "The flowers are standing like 'belles dames,' waiting for a man to court them."

Ennemond explained their task for the day. "Since we are about to open, you can dig them up as they are about to wake up."

Jophiel, eager to begin, responded with enthusiasm. "Right away, boss!"

Ennemond, amused by her formality, couldn't help but tease her. "Come on, don't call me that," he said with a chuckle.

"Hehe!" Jophiel giggled, her spirits high as Mr. Ennemond opened the shop for the day. The people passing by couldn't resist greeting Jophiel, and within minutes, the shop was crowded as word spread that Jophiel was the shopkeeper. Customers kept pouring in, and Jophiel was pleasantly surprised by the bustling business.

Observing Jophiel's hard work and the overwhelming number of customers, Mr. Ennemond realized she could use some help. He called out to her, "Jophiel..."

Jophiel responded, "Coming..."

Mr. Ennemond handed her a glass of water, concern in his eyes. "You're sweating profusely, my dear."

Jophiel admitted, "I guess it's hard to entertain so many customers, Mr. Ennemond."

Mr. Ennemond placed his arm around her shoulder and smiled warmly. "You know, Jophiel, you're a big blessing to this shop. I've had customers before, but not this many. Your beauty is truly charming, and I think that's why the customers are so eager to buy flowers from you." He couldn't help but chuckle.