"Ahh. Issshhh. Hold on Mr. Thomas. I think I've gotten something in my shoe."
By the door, Mr. Thomas, who had tagged along after spotting Miss Emily by chance, revealed a dazed, stunned look as the gasp she let out just now replayed in his mind, striking a certain desire within.
'Miss Emily. No way I'm letting you go. I'll definitely make you mine.'
Mr. Thomas instantly reaffirmed his decision to chase Miss Emily after that gasp.
"It's alright. No problem. If you want, I can help you take off your shoes," Mr. Thomas simped, already aroused by the thought of holding her feet.
Naturally, this behavior didn't go unnoticed by Miss Emily; her eyes glinted with disgust as she stared at him.
"No, it's okay. I think it's gone now."
Forcing a smile, Miss Emily quickly stopped him from touching her as she opened the door for both of them.
