I Hate You, But I Love You novel Chapter 8

I looked at the door of Lover's Café when it opened. Sports Arena owner Norman is the one I saw. But according to my mother, there was a rumor that Norman was not the real owner of the Sports Arena. The first owner who started Sports Arena was in America, so Norman has been the acting owner for years. According to the rumor, Sports Arena has a branch in America and the original owner manages it.

"How's your mother's business, Fatima?" Norman asked, smiling as he approached the counter where I was standing. Norman was kind and handsome. Maybe he also takes care of his body by exercising and lifting heavy equipment in the gym, which is very obvious in his muscular body.

I once tried to be cute to Norman. But when my brother caught me, he pinched my ear and gave me a sermon. If my brother Tristan acted like that, I looked like a minor. Even though I have a lot of body fat, Tristan still doesn’t want to see me lewd.

"Fine. There are a lot of customers coming because you have a lot of fans," I joked. But what I said was true. The Sports Arena is the home of handsome, rich, and famous people.

We also have female customers, pretending to drink Ice Tea and eat cake, but the truth is that they want to hang out with men who love sports.

"It's really different when you're handsome, girls will chase you," Norman replied and grinned.

I laughed. "Yeah, you're handsome."

"I guess you don't have a tail?"

My forehead furrowed. "Tail? As in tail? Geez, I'm just chubby but I don't look like a demon with a tail."

Norman laughed. "Kier is the one I'm referring to."

I laughed out loud. "You're crazy! He's not my tail. He's my mortal enemy."

"Ows?" He smiled at me. "Because I always see him close to you."

"Because his day isn't complete when he doesn't annoy me. He's so happy when my day is ruined. Let's not talk about Kier, I don't want to ruin my day because of him."

Before Norman could speak a hand landed on his head. Norman was violently pushed away by whoever owned that hand.

"Norman Echenique, you're blocking the counter."

Norman smiled then scratched his neck. "I'm sorry, Kier. What's your order?"

Kier frowned. "When have you been a part of Lover's Café?"

"Just now," Norman replied with a laugh. He walked away from the counter. "I'm going to buy drinks at the mini-store. Bye, Fatima!"

"Wait, Norman!" I shouted at him. "I thought you were going to order your favorite Coffee latte?"

Norman just waved at me.

I looked disgusted at Kier when Norman got out of Lover's Café. What a waste of income. Oh, Kier! You are a pest indeed!

"Unlucky day," I said softly. "Norman is my customer. You see, he left because of you. He will spend more than two hundred pesos if he orders. It's your fault because you suddenly appeared from nowhere."

"One Hazelnut Coffee," Kier ordered. He ignored what I was saying.

I waved my hand. "Even if you don't say so, I know Hazelnut Coffee is your order again."

"None of your business," he said rudely.

With a grumpy face, I look at him. "You really look like a mushroom. You just pop up all of a sudden."

"Hurry up and make my coffee, I'm thirsty." His face was grumpy. He probably lost the basketball game bet.