Chapter 2 2am

Haya sat in her car, holding the waistcoat, highly confused as to what happened, Additionally, she will miss her flight. She took a deep breath to calm herself down. "What just happened?"

Rayan confusingly looked at Haya, and forcefully smiled. "Let's think of this later. For now, what shall we do about this meeting in London?" Rayan turned his head to the driver to instruct "let's go".

"Let's call them up and say I am not feeling well. Can we arrange the meeting next week" Haya looked at the waistcoat? "Whose coat was this?"

Rayan was tensed out; he overlooked Haya and quickly made a few calls to arrange the meeting again for next week.

Haya glanced outside, small drops of rain started to hit the cold window, making the inside of the car condense. Typical England weather. "Let's drive back to London James," Haya directed the driver.

Rayan looked at Haya with uncertainty. "it's 7 hours' drive"

"I will drop you at the airport, you prepare everything for tomorrow, I will take a small break and catch up with my sleep." Haya warmly smiled.

Rayan nodded confusingly.

Today was truly a puzzling day. Haya, a sophisticated business lady, in her 27 years of life, never underwent such a confusing matter. Let alone what just occurred to her today. She was still a little messy and did not want to question anything. After dropping Rayan at the airport, she requested James, an elderly man to drive back home.

James looked at tired Haya with a sad smile. "Are you ok?"

Haya smiled sadly, "yes... no... maybe yes or maybe no"

James has been working with Haya for the past 8 years, he has seen her grow from a teenager to this beautiful woman. Never she looked this tired as she did today.

"You need to rest, why don't you sleep" James reassures.

"Thank you, James" that Haya closed her eyes and fell asleep.

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Haya woke up with a thud, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at James, it was pitch black outside. "What happen James are we home?" Haya pulled herself up from the back seat and looked at the red light from a sports car in front of them. "What time is it?"

James confusingly looked at Haya, "this man has been following us from Birmingham for the past 6 hours. And it's 2 am."

"Why have you stopped?" Haya worriedly looked at James. "Lock the car". He did as instruct.

A tall man walked out of his sports car. Haya rubbed her eyes to get a more solid look, then she recognised it was the same man who gazed at her back in the cafe in Birmingham. Hayes's heart started to beat rapidly. "Why did you stop? He could be a murderer!!"

"No no!" James explained. "He looks decent and I think he wanted to give you something."

As the man walked closer and closer to the car, he ignored James and went straight to the back window. Knowing Haya is there. He bent down, tapped on the window, and directed to roll down.

"James, you talk. Why he is tapping on my window." Haya worriedly spoke.

James rolled his side of the car window down and looked at the tall man. "Sir what do you need?" James spoke with a little concerned tone.

The man ignored James and looked back at the black-tinted window, staring directly at Haya. She worriedly looked back at the man. Clearly can see he is not going anywhere from there. She rolled her window down and looked at him. He bends down, to level his face with Haya.

"Name?" He spoke with confidence

Haya confusingly looked at him. Why should she say her name? It's 2 am, a strange man who has been flowing them for the past 6 hours.

"Why?" Haya quickly replied. He wasn't police, no undercover... she looked at his car and then back at him.

"I am Huo" he replied.

Haya looked at the Handsome man. He was indeed really good looking. Any girl would want to look at him over and over again. He had this aura in his eye, Haya couldn't guess what, but even in his tired face, he had a different attraction. Although the whole situation just looked absurd, Haya just stared at him with confusion.

Truly today was the ominous day of her life.

Huo looked at doubtful Haya, she had small eyes, yet the shape was beautiful an oval face, and every time she spoke, two dimples on her either cheek was prominent. Her curly brown hair has a different beauty altogether. Huo looked at her again, opening his lips again to ask her name. "Name?"

His voice was deep, almost an extra sexy layer was added to his tone. God gifted Haya guessed. "Haya" she finally replied.

James at the back was always vigilant in case he did something odd, but they're almost in London.

"Haya," Huo spoke again. The way he said her name was a song. Like he wanted to say her name again and again.

Haya confusingly looked at him, little scared title worried, little confused. No men ever approached her like this.

"Haya," he said her name again. "You left your bag back in the café" he explained and picked out the bag from the side.

Haya looked at her bag and then at Huo shockingly. She mumbled for a minute and then looked at James with confusion.

Huo handed her bag and stood up with a faint smile. He stepped back a bit and stared at Haya's confusing face. "Take her home safely, it's 2 am and don't stop the car at some stranger" he explained.

With that word, Huo turned around and walked to his car. He looked back at Haya's car for fraction of a second before entering.

Haya looked at the red Ferrari with a little agitation, holding her bag which was given by some random guy called Huo, who happens to drive 6 hours behind her to stop her in the middle of the highway at 2 am.

With a thud noise, Ferrari drove off and joined the oncoming traffic before moving into the first lane, his speed was almost 10 to 100mps and there he disappeared.

Haya looked at confused James and instructed them to do the same.

By the time Haya arrived home was almost 3 am.

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NOTE: my first time writing such story.. please bare with my grammar mistakes. Thank you