Way Back To You
First Meeting

“Servant.”

Liam called out to a servant who happened to pass by from beside him.

“There can I help you with, Sir?”

“Do you see the woman with the red mini dress?”

Liam pointed, followed by a small nod from the waiter.

“Give him one glass of vodka.”

“Good Sir.”

Liam gave some hundred thousand bills to the waiter. After that, he again leaned back, waiting while observing from a distance like a tiger waiting for its prey to be off guard.

Hanna looked up when suddenly a waiter put a glass of vodka on her desk. He refused - because he felt he was drunk enough - but the waiter said that the voda had been paid for by someone.

He turned his head around, pointing at a man in black clothes equipped with a mask and sunglasses. The feeling of a pandemic is over, why is he still wearing a mask? Doesn't she feel claustrophobic in a room like this with a mask like that? Then his clothes, is he an angel of life? Why is he acting so strange? Hanna, judge.

The man raised his glass, and with a contrived smile, forced Hanna to lift the vodka glass that the man had given her. Lona says it's not good to refuse a glass that has been paid for by someone else while at a nightclub or bar. Strange principles according to Hanna.

From where she sat, Hanna tried to set her eyes on the man as she drank the vodka in one gulp. At that time he realized that the male posture was quite attractive. He could tell that the man was a tall man of visible size even though he was sitting. And although wrapped in a black jacket, he can also know if the man has a chest that is field and also broad shoulders.

After that he returned to leaning his body, trying to enjoy the music that was not his taste at all. He glanced back at his watch, almost midnight. Where is the man Lona mentioned earlier? Is he coming or not? Or maybe Lona pranked him so he wouldn't rush home? Iss, Lona. He could still be fooled by Lona's cheap tricks.

Just so? She didn't come to me? Liam's eyebrows shot up at the cold reaction the woman threw. Liam never received such a reaction. When he does a trick like that, women should come to him just say thank you, then they will chat and not how long they have been in the hotel.

But the girl is different. Though Noah always said if Liam in black clothes and sunglasses full of deadly aura. Was his aura unable to sedate the woman? No. gabe. Liam's self-esteem was hurt pretty badly accepting such a refusal. Either way, he's got to get the girl tonight.

“Servant.”

Liam called the same waiter back.

“Please give the woman one more glass.”

“Good Sir.”

Back Liam observed from a distance and he was quite surprised when the woman refused his drink. He saw how the woman was talking to the waiter, and a second later the maid left him with the vodka glass back to Liam.

“Pak, he says he's drunk enough and doesn't want to drink anymore.”

“Put the vodkanya here.”

Liam's voice trembled because he had first experienced quite serious rejection. He forced himself to smile, as the woman stood up, waving at her half-bending, perhaps as an apology for refusing her gift.

That surprised Liam even more. Allegedly right. She is not a woman who often goes in and out of clubs. Especially with his cold demeanor but still polite, indifferent as if he had indeed ignored Liam and had no intention of talking to him. And it fosters even greater desire. He should get the girl as soon as possible.

Inevitably, it was Liam who had to give up. He stood up, looked around and found Noah kissing the woman in the pastel dress. Quickly the process too, muttered Liam. After tightening his hat, he coded his bodyguard not to follow him. After that he went to the woman's table which made him very curious by carrying his glass.

“Hai.”

Hanna looked up again, and was shocked to see the man she had just rejected appear before her. What the hell is he doing here? Was he offended by my attitude just now?

“Hai also.” Hanna replied with a little awkwardness.

“I don't think you get into the club very often. Seen from your way.”

“Well, true.” Hanna nodded in confirming.

“I'm sorry I refused your drink. But I've been a little dizzy and adding drinks means I'm putting my own life at risk.” Politely speaking.

“People say alcoholic drinks can relax your mind. So you don't agree?”

“Agreed anyway. With a note should be with a certain dose.”

Liam laughed a little. He pushed his half-hanging glasses on his nose.

“You want to take a walk outside? Looks like the atmosphere of the club makes you a little uncomfortable.”

“But I'm waiting for someone.”

Someone who never showed up. Even until midnight like this, the friend mentioned by Lona had not come while Lona was still busy dancing like she did not run out of energy.

“Oh, okay. I thought you were a little bored, so I took you outside.”

“Good. I'm gonna leave you. Sorry to interrupt.”

Liam surrender. Nope. This is not his usual nature. What the hell happened to him?

“Wait.”

Hanna stand. Liam's steps stopped, then a smile fell on his mask-covered face.

“I don't think my friend came. Maybe, we can take a walk for a while.”

Hanna does need fresh air because her brain has been damaged due to the frenetic music that never stops.

“Come, come with me.”

Hanna glanced at Lona for a moment. She calls one of the servants, passing on a message so she tells Lona if she comes home first. After putting her phone in her clutch bag, she followed Liam who led her out the back door.

“Where are we going?” suddenly, Hanna felt that her attitude was a little excessive.

Join a man she just met who took her somewhere. Isn't that weird? Shouldn't he be taking care of himself?

“After this building there is a privately owned artificial lake. We can take a walk there.”

“Privacy but you took me there? That means you're the owner?”

“Good guess.” Liam laughs.

“I Liam, by the way.”

“Hanna.” He stretched out his hand, receiving Liam's cold hand job.

“It seems that you are not a typical woman who likes to spend her time in a bar or club night like this.”

“It's the first time, indeed.”

Right my guess, muttered Liam. Her innocent and supple face could not be covered by make up. Still he was caught from his body gesture if he was uncomfortable just inside.

“Thanks has taken me out. Otherwise my head feels like it's going to explode hearing such a noise.”

Hanna suddenly stopped. He held his leg which began to blush because of the stillttonya. I shouldn't have heard Lona's advice about these shoes. My legs are really sore and it's hard to walk. Ah, I miss my sneakers.

“You okay?” Liam lowered his head, checking for wounds on Hanna's leg.

“Ah, no need, I'm fine.” Hanna tried to keep Liam's hand away because this was inappropriate.

The man knelt down, and his feet were on his thighs. Is that worth it?

“Your feet are starting to blister. You can't wear it anymore.”

Liam stood up, but still held onto Hanna who was a little shrewd. His legs hurt a lot when set up, but he also had no other choice. The time he walked barefoot in front of men like Liam? What impression does Liam have on his head about him?

“Wait here. I'll get you something.”

Hanna opened her mouth, trying to say something but Liam had already run back into the club. Dragging her feet, Hanna limped towards the tree that grew on the edge of the lake. Hanna looked around, realizing that the atmosphere of the lake was very calm.The moon was shining full accompanied by thousands of stars twinkling across the sky.

“Tunn once..” Hanna closed her eyes.

For a long time he had not felt such a calmness. He needs her, especially since Jhon stabbed her in the back and betrayed her love, for the first time he can relax enjoying life. That man was meaningless in his life, but why did it feel like Hanna had such a hard time forgetting his betrayal?

“Brenngsek men!”

Hanna kicked a nearby tree trunk, and the pain from her scuffed leg immediately resuscitated her if she was not allowed to curse again. Hanna sat down, holding her sore leg. He did not realize his tears were falling down his cold face by the night wind.

“Han, you wear this first.”

Liam suddenly appears and makes Hanna hide her face. He didn't want to look pathetic then Liam would pity him. No, she's a strong woman –in her opinion.

“You crying? Why?”

Liam who was done helping Hanna change shoes with the sandals she carried looked at Hanna confused. But the gentle sweep of her fingers on Hanna's face made Hanna's entire body shake. Hanna's face turned red and her hair almost stood up.

“You want to tell me?”

Hanna tried to weigh. Being open to someone she just knew felt a bit inappropriate. But why would I even feel interested in talking to him?