Ellen looked at the two men, her eyes full of gratitude.
" Thank you so much for saving my daughter, I have no idea how to thank you enough. I'm really sorry for the trouble. "
" It's nothing, anyone would have done that. No one can stand still and watch a little cute girl like her getting hurt. " The man who had hugged Sherry spoke, a gentle smile racing on his lips.
" I'm sorry for causing trouble. It's my fault, I wasn't careful. "
The waiter spoke humbly, his head hanged low. He had a bright red handprint on his cheek that was obvious from a hard slap. His clothes were also soiled by the food.
Ellen looked at the fuming man at the door of the private room who seemed like a manager, and at the food scattered all over the floor.
Her eyes then moved to the man whose grey expensive custom tailored suit had been dirtied on both arms. His features were striking and he was smiling at her gently.
' Very handsome !! '
