<h4>Chapter 352 - A Different Feeling</h4>


    Nichs kept driving the car without speaking. He still didn''t understand why his master brought home the girl who they almost got hit. Because earlier when n returned, suddenly Anne hugged him again because there was lightning that came and was followed by a thunderous roar. Even Nichs and n, who were not afraid of lightning, were shocked to hear such loud thunder.


    "Where do you live, Miss ..."


    "Anne, my name is Anne," said Anne quickly cutting n''s words.


    "Anne, that''s a nice name. My name is n, and Nick is my personal assistant," n said quietly, raising one hand to point at Nichs who was driving a car.


    "Yes, I know..."


    "Of course you must know who my young master is. All the girls in town or even in this country know who Sir n is." From the driver''s seat, Nichs immediately cut Anne''s words curtly. He hated Anne''s innocent attitude.


    Anne''s face immediately turned pale. She felt a little offended by Nichs'' words, while n only smiled faintly. He preferred to take off his wet suit and put it in a paper bag containing his clean clothes which Nichs always prepared just in case. When n took off his wet suit and shirt, Anne looked away. She didn''t look at n. But still Anne felt ufortable, especially when they were sitting so close together like that.


    "Do-don''t do it here!!" Anne stuttered when she saw n was about to change into trousers.


    "What do you mean, Miss?" asked Jack confused.


    "Th-that, I mean don''t change your pants in the car like this. Y-you can changeter when the car stops or just drop me off first. After that you can change your clothes," answered Anne quickly without pause while continuing to look towards the window.


    Hearing the words made Nichs suddenly hit the brakes. n and Anne, who were in the back seat, were shocked.


    "Nick!!!"


    "I just did what she wanted, sir. Didn''t she want to get out of the car? So I stopped," Nichs said without feeling guilty.


    n''s eyes widened perfectly when he heard Nichs'' words. He didn''t understand why his assistant was suddenly so annoying now.


    "It''s still raining very heavily now, and the thunder is still ringing. Do you understand what I mean, Nick?" n said softly in a rising voice.


    "I know sir, but you still have to change your clothes. I don''t want the old master to be angry with me if you catch cold," replied Nick again.


    n took a deep breath and said, "I know that, you don''t have to worry. I''ll keep changing in the car without Miss Anne having to get off. Now you better get going and don''t forget to put on the protective ss. I have to change my pants."


    The obedient Nichs immediately did what his employer told him to do. Before stepping on the gas pedal, he activated the protective ss which made the car was protected from people outside. The shield made it impossible for people from outside to see what they were doing in the car, but everyone in the car could still see outside.


    "If you feel ufortable, it''s better to just keep looking at the window, Miss. I''ll change my trousers now. Don''t worry, it''s just trousers, I''ll still wear my underwear. So you don''t have to worry too much," n said softly as he reached for the zipper of his wet pants.


    Blush!


    Anne''s face turned red when she heard n''s words. Her heart was beating very fast because of n''s words. All she could do was be quiet and keep looking at the window without speaking. Anne shifted her seat towards the door several times, trying to keep as much distance as possible from n. n, who was changing his pants, just smiled at Anne''s attitude. Since n was used to changing clothes like this in the car, he didn''t have any trouble, so that in a short time, n had managed to change into trousers that were still dry and clean,plete with a white shirt that fit him.


    "Oh yes, where do you live, Miss Anne?"


    "Anne, please just call my name. Don''t use Miss, I''m not someone who deserves to be called Miss," answered Anne quickly in response to Nichs'' words.


    Hearing Anne''s words made Nichs lift his face and look in the rearview mirror to look at Anne. "Then where is your address, Anne?"


    "I''m staying in a hotel not far from the city center with friends..."


    "Hotel?" n immediately cut Anne''s words in shock.


    Anne turned to n with a still red face. "My friends and I are students from the University of the Arts London majoring in fashion design. At the end of each semester we get assignments from our professor to conduct research in several countries that have been selected by the campus to see firsthand how people dress in the designated country, where the assignment will be a reference for our assessment in the next semester. And this semester, we have an assignment toe to Luxembourg to do that task."


    "Fashion designer? Is there such a research?" Nichs asked, joining in the conversation. He felt that what Anne said was very unreasonable.


    "It sounds strange, but that''s what happened. The professor in our campus really wants us students to go directly to the field to see firsthand, not just looking at magazines or social media," replied Anne again calmly.


    n smiled at Anne''s words. Even though he had only spoken that long with Anne, for some reason he felt veryfortable, a different sense offort that n himself couldn''t describe. After mentioning the name of the hotel where Anne was staying, she became silent again. She chose to keep herself busy by sending messages to Linda to hold back the cold that was starting to attack her. She felt embarrassed to asked Nichs to turn off the car''s air conditioner. That was why she chose to busy herself with her cell phone to avoid direct contact with n, who had been looking at her without blinking.


    Because it was raining quite heavily, the trip that should have only taken fifteen minutes became longer. There were so many cars passing by that Nichs had to drive carefully, plus the rain was getting heavier.


    "Okay, we''re here," Nichs said briefly when he was in front of the hotel lobby where Anne was staying with her ssmates.


    "Thank you for your help and sorry for bothering you, I don''t know what to do without both of you," replied Anne slowly. After thinking all the way back to the hotel, those words finally came out of Anne''s lips.


    n''s thin lips widened at Anne''s words. "Then give me your cell phone number."


    Anne, who was staring straight ahead, turned to n. She stared at him with her two perfectly rounded eyes. She didn''t seem to believe what n said. Anne''s gaze made n smile. He then grabbed the cell phone that Anne was still holding and made a call to his own cell phone number.


    "Okay, that''s my number. You can keep it," said n again without guilt as he returned Anne''s cell phone back.


    "Y-yes...t-then I got off now, thank you and sorry for making this car wet and dirty," replied Anne stuttering with a downcast face while tightly gripping the cell phone that had just been returned by n. She felt guilty when she realized that the chair she was sitting on got wet.


    "Don''t worry, it''s no big deal," said n quickly.


    Anne lifted her face slowly and smiled at n. A secondter, she grabbed the door handle and got out of the car. Not long after Anne got out of the car, Nichs drove the car out of the hotel area towards the highway. From the rearview mirror, n smiled when he saw Anne sneeze.


    "Turns out she''s not a journalist, hmm that''s interesting," said n in his heart. An article on his cell phone about one of the London University of the Arts study programs previously mentioned by Anne was opened on his cell phone.


    Continued