Li Hoy could not exactly explain how he felt at that moment. But he knew three things, he was shocked, very confused, and very very embarrassed. 

Talk about being confused, If he thought he had been confused those times he was sitting in a board meeting with unprepared staffs and hearing them say useless things his brain couldn't process, then that was a joke. This was the real confusion to him!

Talk about awkwardness. He had gone there hoping to find a thief even though he knew the possibility of finding one inside was quite slim. And just in case there weren't any robbers or petty thieves, he wanted to turn off his tap and his lights then go make a report about a break in inside his room, Oh! He also needed to pee before leaving. 

But the sight that welcomed him was something he hadn't dreamt of. 

He could hear how fast his heart was pounding. He was sure the corners of his eyes was going to tear from how wide his eyes were. His brain had never been so slow like it was at the moment. And surprisingly, he didn't feel like peeing anymore. He felt something different. 

There was Luo Joreen, in all her glory! There had been a few times he had felt like staring at her a little longer, especially when she wore those revealing dresses and his perverted mind tried to conjure unholy images of her but he was always quick to discard those thoughts. 

He was her guardian, she was his ward and she was a child. He usually reminded himself that and there had been a few times he had recited it like a mantra.

But the woman he was looking at right now... yes, he said WOMAN! She was not his ward. His brain and body refused to admit he was staring at his ward. She was a beautiful woman. Very beautiful. 

Everything happened so fast. It was only a matter of seconds and his brain had already denied the fact that she was a child and his 'ward'. He hadn't even stopped to ask himself what she was doing inside his room and how she got the key in the first place. 

He snapped back to his senses quickly. He hadn't meant to look for long. He could swear on his gorgeousness that he hadn't meant to stare for long. It was his eyes who betrayed him by going up and down in only a matter of seconds. He had always known she had a really nice figure, but she looked even prettier with nothing on. He shook his head to discard every dirty thought. 

It was only then that he looked at her face and noticed how wide her eyes were.

And then she screamed! His brain must have been really slow when they stood in front of each other, but when he noticed she was about to fall, his instinct to protect her kicked in. 

He didn't think about the awkwardness or how wrong this felt. At that minute, he only wanted to save her because he knew she was going to get hurt if she fell on the wet and hard tile.

Did he just say wet and hard? Why was everything sounding so ambiguous to him? 

It was only when he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him that he realised this was also not a very bright idea. 

He saw a glimpse of his face on the mirror beside them and noticed how bright red his face was. 

He looked down once and saw Joreen's flustered face. The near-fall experience had left her a bit muddleheaded.

But he saw more than just her face when he looked down. 

Holding a very beautiful naked girl in your arms, any normal man would react the way his body did. And yes, he wasn't proud to say he felt aroused, but he did. Especially seeing her big round eyes staring up at him in shock and confusion. She looked so innocent. So confused. So pretty. 

He wasn't sure he had ever been tempted in his life just like he was right now. When his eyes fell on her lips, his breathing hitched up a bit and his face flushed a darker shade of red.

But his arousal disappeared when he felt a slap on his face. A hard slap!

She had just slapped him. She had returned to her senses and was the first to react. 

He would have disappeared from the bathroom a long time ago had she not been ready to fall and now it was his fault for helping her even though he hadn't consciously tried to ogle her or tried to touch her inappropriately since he held her. It was also his bathroom and she was here without his permission. But he received a slap instead. 

The slap was stinging. He hadn't known she had great strength until right now. When was the last time someone slapped him? It was probably when he was still an adolescent. Two boys in the house meant there were going to be some kind of fights and he had fought a few times with his older brother. He had also fought once in middle school and those were the only times he got hit. 

He looked at her face. He wasn't angry she had slapped him. She looked very confused, embarrassed and startled. He wouldn't blame her. 

He sighed and looked at the side but that was even crazier because he was looking directly at their reflection through the mirror there. So he turned the other way immediately before he could see more. 

He could feel how tensed she was in his hand. She was completely stiff and her heart was beating very fast. 

"I cannot let you go right now." He finally spoke.

Before she could think about what he meant by that, he added, "You are probably going to trip and fall if you scamper around because you want to get away from me." He explained before assuring her, "I cannot see anything." 

That seemed to make her relax a bit. 

One hand left her waist and he used it to reach for the towel beside him. He paused when he noticed that just beside where his towel was hanging, her clothes were also hung there. And he wasn't just talking about normal clothes but he could see a black lacy pant and red bra. He looked away and reached for the towel instead. 

He received it and while still not looking at her, he handed it over to her. 

She quickly accepted it and wrapped it around her chest when he finally let go of her waist. 

He still didn't spare her any glance instead, he turned around and left the bathroom. 

Joreen hurried to lock the door immediately he left. She touched her rapidly beating heart and once she saw her reflection on the mirror, she screamed in frustration from everything that had happened just now. Funnily enough, everything that happened hadn't taken more than 2 minutes from the moment he opened the door, but it was strange how time seemed to go by really slowly in cases like this. How does someone react when someone else saw them naked? Especially when it was someone they liked? Do they react like her? 

"I shouldn't have agreed with aunt's plan. I shouldn't have come here! This is so embarrassing!" She scream one more time. If only she could cry. She was embarrassed, frustrated, annoyed at herself for not locking the door, pissed about almost falling. And then the shock had made her hit him on the face when he had saved her. 

She changed into her clothes really fast and took several deep breaths to steady her breathing before she opened the door very slowly and peeked inside. 

She looked around carefully and sighed in relief when she didn't see any sign of him. How was she going to survive this awkwardness and embarrassment?

When she was about to leave the room, she also checked to make sure he wasn't outside before she quickly locked the door and ran away.

She literally ran away! 

After she left, Hoy came out from the other end of the hallway. He guessed she wouldn't want to see him or talk to him now and actually, he wanted that also. What was he supposed to say after apologizing? It would be really awkward. 

He had wanted a warm shower earlier, but what he definitely needed right now was a cold one. A really cold bath to calm his mind down. Yes, he needed it for his mind. But whenever he closed his eyes, the image from earlier appeared. He wasn't a pervert. He didn't want to think that way about her, but his mind kept betraying him by conjuring up her image so he wouldn't ever forget the sight just now. 

"Shit!" He swore loudly. He couldn't remember the last time he uttered a swear word, but he did now. He knew he was in trouble, and he didn't know how to get out of this. Would he ever get out of it? 

Luo Joreen.... was going to be the death of him.