The instant their gazes met her expression froze.
She turned her head to another side, quickly wiping away the tears on her cheeks and stood up.
"Mr. Mendez, why are you here?" She pretended to be calm when she looked at him.
"Is that your catchphrase?"
After a moment of confusion, she realized that every time she saw him, she would ask him this question.
She embarrassedly scratched her forehead, "Well, I was just flabbergasted that I encountered Mr. Mendez, who was respected by the entire Northmarble, right by the side of the road."
"Stop saying such beautiful words, what are you doing sitting here?"
"It doesn't seem illegal for me to sit here."
"Very annoying."
She panicked, "Why? This is the public road."
"When I seated in the car and looked from the window, you look like a st
