"Who said so? Get out!" She knew his little scheme too well. She pointed at the door and told him to leave.
Unexpectedly, Robert locked the door, sat down on a nearby chair, and said, "You change, I'll watch. Don't worry, I won't touch you unless you ask for my help."
This was a high-end shopping mall, and the clothing store was very spacious. There was enough room for her to change, and there was even a large mirror inside. Seeing Robert sitting there stubbornly, Emma felt helpless but finally said, "Turn your gaze! No peeking!"
"Do I need to peek? If I want to look, I'll look openly! Besides, which part of you haven't I seen before?" He snorted, "If you're tired, let me help you." And with that, he stood up, pretending to help her undress.
"Enough! Sit down, I'll do it myself!" Emma's scalp tingled. This man would never give up until he achieved his goal. If she continued to refuse, he might actually take matters into his own hands, and then things would only get worse.
