7. Meeting Mr.What

She stands on the road and waves her hand by thumbs up, asking for a lift. She is tense as even after 5 minutes, the cars are not stopping. She stands dazed in the middle of the road. Afraid that Sam and his guards will catch up to her if she doesn't reach the beach.

While Singto is driving, his phone rings, it's a call from his stepbrother, Gammon. Singto answers the call through Bluetooth while driving through the streets of Pattaya.

"Bro! It has been almost a month since I've seen you. Don't you know how difficult it is for me to meet you without our father knowing?"

"I know Gammon, but I have been busy with my work all this month." Singto likes his stepbrother despite their family disputes. He is thinking about whether he should meet Gammon or go to his house as his brother and Mom are returning from the world tour.

At the moment, he was still thinking, when all of a sudden, he sees someone standing in the middle of the road. Shock paralyzes his senses. At once, he instantly stepped on the brakes. The car spun out of control.

Due to the sudden turn of events, Emma fell to the jagged tar road. Her hair is covering her face, due to a sudden incident, her drape had fallen on the ground.

Singto got out of the car and walked towards Emma. Emma is still on the ground. Singto is mesmerized by her ceramic colored back which is perfectly tapered at her waist and enhancing her hourglass figure.

She is screaming in pain and checking her legs to see whether she got another wound in the same place as earlier.

He asked, "Are you okay?"

Emma pants in relief, "Yeah. I am okay."

When Emma turned towards him, Singto saw the thunder of her blazing beauty.

He is mesmerized by Emma's breathtaking face. She is looking like an angel who lost her way to go to Heaven. Her sparkling eyes are making his heart do somersaults. Her pointed nose is perfect and enhancing her beauty.

Her lips are asking to come closer and do something. He wanted to hold that curved waist with his huge hands and care for her soft neck. As the drape fell, her half of firm boobs were displaying. His hands are itching to squeeze them. His eyes are traveling a little down at her navel.

His heart flutters. He never felt this much attraction towards anyone. It is an unknown emotion to him. He is gawking at her without blinking and his jaw dropped.

Seeing the man in front of her whose eyes are staring at her with his jaw dropped. Emma asks, "Are you a pervert?"

"What?!"

"Then why are you staring at me like you want to eat me?"

"What???"

He never met a person who called him a pervert. He felt shocked and staring at her without blinking by opening his mouth.

"Khun! Don't you know any word other than 'what'? She is annoyed by his stares. To threaten him, she says, "Do you know I carry pepper spray at all times? If you continue to gawk at me. I will spray it over your eyes. So, close your mouth and look elsewhere, please don't bother me."

"What???" said Singto.

"Go to hell with your what," Emma says while trying to stand.

He lends her his hand. She glances towards it. She thinks about whether to take it or not. She thinks 'Today is a bad day for me. What if this guy is really a pervert?' After thinking a lot, she says, " I don't need your hand. I can stand by myself. Can I ask you something?"

He nods to answer yes. His mind is still thinking about why his eyes are not willing to turn from her.

She asks," If you don't know how to drive why are you driving a car?"

"What???"

He stomped his foot in anger because he doesn't say any other word except the word "what". His mind is occupied by something else. His mind is busy capturing every detail of Emma's features and is lost in her exquisite features and appeal.

Somehow, he regained his thoughts and retorts, "Until now nobody has ever questioned me. I hate it when someone questions me. I can also ask you if you don't know how to walk properly on the road, why don't you just stay at home? I am just being polite with you because I don't want to upset your mood on your wedding day."

Emma says firmly, "Today is not my wedding."

He glares at Emma from head to toe and says, "Really?" and gives a 100 watt smile.

"Why are you scouring at me like that? Is it so amusing that I'm not getting married? Please don't hope for anything. I am not interested in you. In fact, I'm not interested in anyone in Pattaya."

"What???"

"Are you stunned by my looks? I know I have that charm." said Emma.

Without having any consideration for her situation, Singto remarked, "I hate people who throw themselves on others without any hesitation."

Now it was Emma who was at a loss of words, "What???"

Singto somehow gathers his mind and says, "For your information, I don't like you and I really dislike people who wear running shoes with a Thai traditional dress, people with no sense of etiquette."

He knows what he said to her is not true. But he didn't want her to see him as a pervert.

Emma says, "I hate people who comment on my shoes. I don't want to talk with you. Oh! God! Why do I encounter so many bad men today?"

"Who are you calling a bad man?" he asked with a serious look.

"Are you God?"

Singto is even more flabbergasted than before. He bursts out the word he tried to avoid.

"What???"

"Hello, Mr. What. I am talking with God, I am not talking with you. I hate you even more because of the comments on my shoes. So, I will never ever talk with you. Do you know how much I love my shoes?"

Singto crosses his arms and huffs, "I have never seen any girl who is obsessed with her shoes."

"Oh! Really? Then remember my face, because you've met a person who is obsessed with shoes."