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was relieved that she wasn’t there. He imagined that she had gone for a walk to brood or something. The better. It meant he could do some work. Putting on his clothes, Dennis left the suite and went to work in a private study he had requested.
    Due to his demanding work, it was only after the sun had set that he emerged. When he still didn’t find Belle, he was concerned. It was a déjà vu.
    He went to the reception to inquire. Dina was off duty and the new receptionists didn’t know anything. Dennis went outside to look for Belle. He was so worried when he couldn’t find her. He decided to check the garage. When he realized the Maserati was missing, his heart broke. His favorite person had taken his favorite car and left him with nothing. He was too angry to cry.
    Returning into the resort, he asked the receptionist to call his headquarters. Due to the continental difference, he would be picked up only the next day. Dennis Kroesh had a long night ahead and he didn’t sleep a wink.
    At first light, Dennis was pacing the reception, waiting for his private helicopter to arrive. Dina was back on station.
    “Hope you had a lovely stay,” she greeted him with a smile. He stopped pacing.
    “Is it possible that I can sue you for my missing car?” He wasn’t smiling.
    “Missing?”
    “Just great.”
    “No. Your girlfriend took your car. She wanted to buy something from the gas station. Did she not come back?”
    “Does it look like she came back?” Dennis was convinced Belle had run away.
    “Oh dear.” Dina picked up the telephone and dialed. “I’m calling the police.”
    “Why bother?”
    He didn’t want to go to extremes but waited as she relayed and received information. Dina frowned.
    “Oh dear. She was arrested at the gas station. Spent a night in holding for the assault of an officer.”
    Suddenly, panic struck Dennis. He felt like a fool. Of course the police had been out to get them. Poor Belle, he blamed himself.  “Is she there now?”
    Dina looked sad. “She left on a plane back to London thirty minutes ago.”
    “DAMNIT!”
    Dennis rushed out of the resort. Just then, he heard the deafening noise of a helicopter. His private helicopter. Suddenly, he was convinced what he had to do.
     

Chapter Eight
     
    Belle Winters felt like a dump. Dragging her feet through Heathrow airport, she pondered on the decisions she had made. Her life had been flawless before Dennis Kroesh, boring but flawless. Her train of thought was morose. The pregnancy scare had been bad enough but it was nothing compared to spending a night alone in police custody.  At least they spoke English, she smiled a little then went back to brooding. 
    Blindly, she walked right into someone. This time there was no flailing of arms or dramatic falling. The man did not move. She looked up to his face and her breath fled.
    “Why on earth didn’t you call me?” Dennis said.
    “I spent one night in behind bars, for you.”
    “I didn’t know.”
    “Did you even look for me?” she asked. He stuttered.  He didn’t have an excuse.  “Where were you? I called the resort. I called our room. Were you with her?”
    He shook his head. “You shouldn’t have left without me.”
    Belle wanted to walk past him but he held her hand and stared into her blue eyes.
    “Don’t push me away.”
    “I had to call my poor mother to bail me out! Do you know what that feels like? This is goodbye Dennis.”
    He held his forehead in thought, then said, “If being with me is hurting you Belle, then go. If not…”
    Dennis got on his knees, in view of everyone passing through the terminal. Some passerby’s grabbed their phones to capture their moment. The famous Dennis Kroesh was proposing to a simple girl in broad daylight. What a lucky girl, except Belle didn’t feel lucky.
    “Bernadette Rosary Winters, will you marry me?” He extended a 64 carat diamond ring to her. She swallowed hard and her fingers trembled. He laughed nervously. “This