Don't Thank Me

Emma Ignored Robert. She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly ran out.

Robert was curious and followed her.

Emma got to the front entrance and saw that the man who bullied her was still being controlled at the door. He was shouting randomly.

She walked over and sald, with a cold expression, "Who asked you to come?" When the man's gaze fell on the man behind Emma, there was fear in his eyes.

Emma said, "As long as you tell me who sent you, I will let you go." "Really? Will you really let me go?"

"Since you're so scared, then you must know who the person behind me Is. Now, apart from trusting me, do you have any other ways to save yourself?" The man quickly said, "It was a little girl who found me yesterday and gave me your picture. She gave me a thousand dollars to scare you in the bar today. She also said that if I can take pictures that would hurt your reputation, she could give me more money." "What's her name?"

"I don't know. It was the first time I've seen that girl."

Emma thought about it and took out her phone. She found a photo and handed it to him. "Is it this little girl?"

The man looked at it and frowned. "She was wearing a hat and a mask, so I only saw her eyes. These eyes look a little similar, but I'm not sure."

"Is she about the same helght as me, and her voice is high-pitched?" "Yes, your height is about the same, and her voice is very high."

Emma clenched her fists, and her eyes were filled with hatred.

The man said, "I told you everything I know. Please, let me go." Emma turned around and looked at Robert. "Let him go."

"Are you sure?"

Emma did not say anything. She just nodded. Robert walked up to the man. "Leave Northern City by yourself. Don't let me see you again. Get lost."

He signaled for the burly men to let go of the man.

After thanking him, the man quickly crawled away and left. Robert walked towards Emma. "It looks like you already know who is trying to harm you." She was silent. "Do you want me to teach her a lesson for you?" She looked at him. "No need. I'll settle my own grudge." His cold lips curled into a confident smile. This kind of woman was really rare. "Mr. Erickson, thank you for what happened today."

"Like I said, I don't like to hear others say thank you." " "Then... Why don't I buy you a cup of coffee? Consider it a gift for making use of your power just now."

A gift for my power? The Idea was rather new to me. "If you insist, then I will reluctantly accompany you." She was speechless. He certainly didn't have to force himself. "Mr. Erickson, wait for me for a moment. I'll go in and change and collect my pay. I'll be right back." She went back into the bar. In less than ten minutes, she had changed into her own clothes and came back outside. Robert asked, "Where do you want to drink coffee?"

"Mr. Erickson, let me take you to a good place."

Seeing her curious expression, Robert smiled in anticipation.

The two of them got into his car. Emma found the address on her phone and handed it to Tom.

Tom got into the car and headed toward the beach. He looked at the navigation on her phone and asked, "Miss Green, did I go the wrong way?"

"No, this is the place." She looked at Robert and smiled. "Mr. Erickson, you can get out now."

Robert looked at her and frowned. There was no coffee shop here.

Emma looked at him with a smile on her face. "Mr. Erickson, please." She got out of the car first.

Robert looked around again before getting out of the car. Since he was here, he might as well see what kind of games she was playing.

Emma walked past the rocks on the side of the road and walked towards a U- shaped rock not far from the beach.

When he reached the center of the U-shaped rock, he saw three flat rocks Inside. They were arranged neatly. It resembled a stone table and two stone chairs. The sea breeze outside the U-shaped rock was very strong, but here, there was only a light breeze. It was very comfortable.

She sat down on a flat stone and turned on her phone's flashlight. She removed two disposable paper cups wrapped in plastic from her bag and placed them on the big rock table. Then, she took out a thermos flask and two packets of instant coffee and poured them into the cups. She skillfully made the coffee and handed it to Robert, who was still standing there.

He did not move. He just said indifferently, "This is the good place for you to treat me to coffee?"

"Yes. Don't you think this is a good place?"

He raised his eyebrows. He didn't know how else to respond. "This is my secret place. This is the first time I have brought someone here." Hearing her say that, he took the coffee and sat down on the other stone. The combination of the moonlight and the dim light from her phone brightened the small space well.

"You said this is your secret place?"

"Yes, my mom brought me here. This area of the beach hasn't been developed yet, so basically no one ever comes here. Every time I'm in a bad mood, I always come here to sit for a while. This place is very quiet and comfortable. Look up."

She pointed at the air above her head.

Robert looked up. The night sky was very beautiful.

"As long as I sit here and listen to the sea breeze and the sound of the waves, looking at such a beautiful night sky, I feel like life is pretty good. The future Is worth looking forward to. Don't you think so?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Not really."

She shrugged. "It looks like the Capitalists don't follow. A person like me thinks differently. No wonder I am poor."

He chuckled, then laughed out loud.

She looked at him in surprise. "Mr. Erickson, you know how to laugh."

He rolled his eyes at her. "Is there anyone who doesn't know how to laugh?"

"But I've never seen you smile like this before."

"Are you very familiar with me?"

"Not really." She shrugged, slightly bored with this turn of conversation. She took a sip of coffee and looked up at the night sky. She hadn't come here to enjoy herself for a long time.

The surroundings suddenly quieted down. Robert tried to take a sip of coffee and frowned. "What is this? It tastes so bad."

She looked at him. "Mr. Erickson, don't tell me you've never had Instant coffee before?"

"Indeed not."

She laughed. "I'm sorry. I forgot, once again, that you are a Capitalist. Next time... No, no, no. I won't treat Mr. Erickson to a drink in the future. After all, we're not on the same level. I won't do it again." As she spoke, she pulled his coffee cup In front of her. "I will drink it then."

He quickly pulled the coffee cup back to his side. "I just said it's awful. When did I say I wouldn't drink it?"

She was embarrassed for only a moment. It was fine. Why did he lose his temper?

"Just now, at the bar, why were you so sure that person was sent by someone?"

Emma frowned. "First, my usual strategy to get rid of a pick-up artist was useless against him. Second, he got physical. And said that I offended someone I should not have offended."

"Do you have a defense strategy against pick-up artists?" He was a bit surprised. "Tell me about It"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Didn't I save you today? You repay me with this awful coffee. I want you to tell me your little secret. This isn't going too far, is it?"

She glared, narrowing her eyes. He was obviously being pretentious. How could this coffee taste bad? "I told him I like women."

Robert nearly choked, coughing hard. Then, he forced himself to take another sip of coffee. "But..."

She looked at him. "Are you alright?"

He glared at her. "Is that really how you stop a pick-up artist?"

"Yeah, in the past, when customers just won't leave me alone. As long as I say that I like women, men will walk away from me in disgust."

"Do they believe you?"

"Maybe It's because I've said it too much, but so many people know that there's a waltress at the Agarwood Bar who's a lesbian. Every time I'm pestered by men, as long as I say that, they will believe me."

He shook his head and smiled. "Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation?"

"To me, Innocence is more important than reputation. I don't care if others misunderstand me."

"Innocence..." He raised his eyebrows and thought of the romance between the two of them that night.

When he repeated the word, she instantly thought of that night, and her ears turned red.

"That night, who did you get drunk for? Ted, Jack? Or another man?"

She turned to look at him, her expression cold. "Mr. Erickson, don't you think prying into other people's privacy is not something a gentleman should do?"

"What? Since you are so upright, I would like to ask, Miss Green, out of curiosity. As a teacher, can you work in a place like that?"

"As a teacher, you also need to eat."

"You don't look like a poor person."

She was speechless. "Could it be that maybe you don't know what poor people look like?" He puffed out his chest and said, "Nelther Ted Smith nor Jack Meyer would let their women be poor. So, why do you live like this?"

She stood up and glared at him. He smiled, looking relaxed. "What, are you going to be angry again? I think that you are the woman I love to be angry with the most."

"Are you trying to say that I'm not like most women?"

"Ah, I want to say that you are like a little wild cat who lacks discipline. Every time people see you explode, they want to control you," Robert said. "Sorry, I don't want to be controlled by others, so I don't need you to worry about It." She Immediately regretted bringing him to such a beautiful place just to argue.

She exhaled. This would be the only time. She would never do it again. He felt that most women were pretty annoying, and he rarely Interacted with them. However, this woman in front of him seemed very different. She was not afraid of him and would not flatter him. Even when she was angry, she would not hesitate to express her anger. He was curious; did her mind work so differently? This was the first time in his life that he was curious about a woman. This feeling made him both curious and eager. Ah, what a strange feeling.