Emily POV
My blood was actually at an extreme boiling point when I saw the man.
But, I looked at him, his tall, lean figure just behind me, without uttering a word. I haven’t seen the man in what? More than 10 days? I refused to take his call. Even if he went to our house, I refused to see him. Why was he still following me?
I know many sets of eyes were looking at us right now. Or looking at the man. He was a looker, I must admit, and ladies' stares follow him everywhere. I couldn’t blame them. Josh is a real handsome devil.
But, I have no business with him now.
How long was he here? And why was he here?
Anyway, it’s not my business anymore. I told myself, “Go home, Emily.”
I grab my purse and head to the door. I might have taken about five to six steps when Josh pulled my hand an
