Emma looked at Richard, who was currently kneeling in front of her. Even if Richard knelt down. The man still looks bigger. Emma could see the man without lifting her head. His eyes were so sharp and clear looking at Emma. Until she couldn't find another place to escape Richard's gaze.
"I went to the club with Ben on purpose," Emma said quietly. In fact, she was afraid, to tell the truth. But she didn't want to lie after Richard helped her.
"I know. You don't have to explain," Richard replied. "When you're feeling better, you should sleep in your room. Tomorrow you have to follow the shooting schedule again." Richard didn't want to talk about Emma's behavior. It wasn't that Richard didn't know Emma was having fun with him at the club. But now is not the time to blame. Richard had learn
