Chapter 5 You Took off Your Own Pants

• That night, Susan wandered the streets in the piercing wind like a lost soul. Having left home in a hurry without even having a coat on, she stood on the roadside in a thin chiffon blouse while trembling all over with cold. Her heart was being torn apart with frustration and despair. Right now, life to her was like a pot of mush with a bunch of rotten seafood thrown in.
• Sitting in his car, Eric looked at the thin and lonely figure nearby before having his chauffeur pull over to the side of the road.
• Squatting on the roadside, Susan realized something urgent: she actually had nowhere to go after leaving the place she had called home.
• A deep and mellow male voice rang above her head. "Why cry like this? Are your tears so worthless?"
• Susan looked up confusedly with teary eyes, only to see that it was actually the male escort she had slept with the other day. She had been unable to vent her emotions in the first place, so she flew into a rage at this very moment. "It's you again? You still wanna turn me in to the police? Get out of my face, you f*cking hustler!"
• Eric stood on the step behind her with one hand in his pocket while looking down at her. "Turn you in to the police? Why? Because you took off my pants?"
• Susan wiped her tears away with her hand. "Still acting dumb, huh? I got taken away by the cops as soon as I left the hotel that day. Who else could've done that if not you? You were just unhappy with the money, weren't you?" she replied. Then, she didn't forget to add, "Also, you're the one who took off your own pants that night. I had nothing to do with it."
• Eric's eyes lowered slightly. He was impressed by this woman's reasoning; if he wanted to take revenge on someone, he would do way more than just turn the person in to the police.
• Feeling extremely depressed, Susan didn't want to tangle with this male escort anymore. She stood up in an attempt to leave, but she had cried too hard and squatted for too long that her legs were numb when she stood up. Before she could stand up straight, she almost lost her footing. Instinctively, she had no choice but to cling to the man next to her to prevent herself from falling over.
• Steadying her in his arms, Eric joked with a chuckle, "Throwing yourself into my arms again, huh? This isn't a hotel room, though. It's hard for me to go along with you."
• Susan hurriedly pushed him away in disgust while recovering from her heartache. "What the hell do you want?! I don't believe it's a coincidence that I bumped into you here. Are you following me, you hustler? I'm gonna complain to your manager that you've been harassing one of your customers!"
• Seeing the woman put on a bold front with a wary look on her face, Eric let out a chuckle and replied softly, "You're right that it's not a coincidence. I have a jade pendant that went missing that night. Maybe you took it away?"
• Susan knitted her brows as if hearing a joke. Are male escorts nowadays so lacking in morals? "I didn't take anything from you. Is everyone in your profession so unscrupulous as to try different ways to ask for money? How despicable and shameless."
• Eric had been patient just now, but his face involuntarily grew frosty at her remark. "Everyone in my profession? Just what profession am I in?"
• Susan shivered—either from the cold or because she was frightened by the look in the eyes of the man before her. "Seriously, do you want me to make it that clear? You think it's honorable to be a male escort? I don't have any of your stuff. If you've lost it, just call the police. Isn't that what you're best at?" she said before raising her hand to stop a passing cab that wasn't occupied.
• However, as soon as she set foot in the cab, the man placed his hand on the car door, preventing her from closing it. Then, his tall figure bent down and got into the vehicle, bringing with him the chill of the night.
• Turning pale at once, Susan moved her butt to the side as she sensed the man leaning in closer and closer to her. "What the hell do you want? I'm not in a good mood right now, so don't mess with me!"
• Eric's deep eyes darkened as he gently grabbed her chin. "What do you think I want?" He remembered having asked the same question that night, to which her answer seemed to be, "You."