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After changing the clothes, Riya saw the man waiting in the corridor.
He was tall and handsome. Especially, he was very charming. However, she didn't have the feeling of being moved.
Riya frowned. When she turned around, the man had already seen her and strode towards her.
"Are you still angry?"
Stefan said in a deep voice. He grabbed her arm and stopped her from continuing to walk forward.
"What are you trying to do now?"
Riya's eyes turned cold. Then Stefan released his hand. He pursed his lips and said, "Where are my clothes?"
The woman glanced at him and then turned back to her room.
Soon, the suit was thrown to him. Stefan took it and caught up to her again, "How can you not be angry? I did not do it on purpose."
Riya was so anxious that she even wanted the man to disappear from her sight.
She did not know how she could not be angry now, and she did not even know the reason why she was angry.
