As she watched Francis lower his head and approach her, Violet was overcome with fear. "What... what do you want?" she faltered like a panic-stricken bunny.
"I just want to have a good look at you. Is there a problem with that?" Francis said as he raised a corner of his lips. He then continued in a wicked tone,"You look pretty up close. If you dressed up, I'm sure many men will be infatuated with you."
"You're mad. Let me go," Violet shouted at him, as she struggled to slip away from his grip. However, Francis held her arms in place tightly, leaving her attempt in vain.
"Are you trying to escape?" Francis asked, while his heart started to race. All of a sudden, he was feeling very reluctant to let the woman go. Obsessively, he fixed his eyes on her like she was his prey.
"What... What are you doing?" Violet asked, terrified. As Francis inched closer to her, Violet sensed the danger.
Completely out of control, Francis drew nearer to Violet and resigned to the desire.
Feeling Francis' breath on her face, Violet knew that he was trying to kiss her.
She used all her strength to push Francis away and slapped him hard across the face.
The sound of the slap resounded in their ears. Francis An froze and felt his face burn from the pain. He couldn't even think clearly.
As Francis stood motionless, Violet grabbed the opportunity and ran away quickly.
A wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Francis An teased himself, 'Damn it! I even tried to kiss her. She is just a silly and shallow woman. Why would my heart beat faster than usual for her? I should probably go to the hospital and get an ECG to check my heart. And she even hit me! No one has dared to treat me like that before. Even my parents have never laid a hand on me. How did she have the cheek to do that?'
Francis's eyes kindled with rage. 'I won't spare her that easily, ' he swore inside.
Violet quickened her pace and walked to her table. "Let's go, Greg," she said hurriedly as she grabbed her handbag.
Looking at the nervous expression on Violet's face, he asked with concern,"What happened?"
"Nothing. I just want to leave," Violet said,"Did you pay the bill?"
"Yes, I've already paid," Greg nodded.
"Well then, let's go home," Violet said impatiently, as she held her husband by his arm in an attempt to leave soon.
"Honey..." Greg said with a hesitant expression. But since Violet was unwilling to tell him what had happened, he silently walked out of the restaurant with his wife, arm in arm.
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