Wilaiwan turned around and she was surprised to see Stefan standing behind the door. He bowed his head a little in a greeting gesture. His handsome face looked tense and frowned upon.

"Ma'am."

Stefan said hello to her. This was the first time he faced Wirata's mother since he had Wirata with him. The feeling of shame appeared deep inside his heart when thinking that he did things inappropriately with the lady's beloved daughter. 

Normally, Stefan had never felt guilty about the action he took as he considered it was the business between two adults. But now, the Thai woman similar age to his mother was standing looking at him with unreadable eyes before smiling a little.

"Hello. Can you bring that pile straight to the sink for me, please?"

Wilaiwan spoke up. She asked him to carry the pile of dirty dishes on the counter. Then she turned back to continue doing the washing-up.

Stefan was surprised by the way she greeted him. It was an unexpecting and unusual way for two strangers for the first time meeting.

Stefan rolled up his sleeves and then carried the dirty dished to put in the sink next to her.

 "Thank you ... I am Wirata's mother." She introduced herself. Stefan nodded.

"I know."

Stefan said with respect in his voice. He watched her washing dishes. It reminded him of Wirata. She took it from her mother quite a lot. The look, the smooth and calm appearance. But Stefan hoped the mother was not going to punch him in the face as her daughter did.

"Why are you here?"

The soft voice asked. Stefan paused to think. In the past, when he dated a woman, Stefan had never thought it was necessary to know and to talk to the mother. This was the first time he faced this kind of situation.

Wilaiwan sent an apron to him without saying anything. He took it and put it on automatically as if he used to do that at home.

She pointed to him to clean the food scraps from the dirty dishes. He followed without disagreement. It probably was because he was busy thinking something in his head so he followed her order without asking.

Wilaiwan had observed the young man named Stefan Mackenzie. His looks and appearance came in a perfect package as God's favorite. His tall nice-built body with a hint of pride and high egos. Wilaiwan thought it was normal for the person who was from a rich family to have this kind of personality.

 "I am looking for Wirata. Where is she?" Stefan responded while cleaning the dirty dishes. She told him to put in her sink.

 "Do you like Wirata?" Wilaiwan asked in a smooth tone.

"I love her."

He answered right away without hesitation. The tone was strong and serious. Causing Wilaiwan to stop her hands and looking at the handsome face.

"You said you love my daughter? Really? Why do you think you love her? What kind of love are you talking about?"

She asked him with a lot of questions in one go.

Stefan no longer doubted why Wirata was such a wise and profound woman. Her mother was a crucible that gave her daughter the right kind of cognition and intelligence.

"I don't know much about types of love. But my love for Wirata is true love. I have never felt this way with any woman in my life. I think if there is no Wirata, I can't live happily or I can't live at all. "

He said with a serious expression. His face was tedious and there was no hesitation in his voice when he said he loved her.

"If you loved my daughter. Why have you brought another woman here?" Wilaiwan asked.

 "Do you mean Melisa? ... She is a work colleague. This morning Wirata said she wanted to come here to help you. At lunchtime I called her she said she would leave our home at 4 o'clock. I missed her so much so I thought to come here to surprise her. Melissa mentioned that she wanted to try Thai food for a change. So I thought your restaurant is one of the best here. That's why I brought Melissa with me. Melissa came for food. But I am here for Wirata. Where is she? I missed her so much. We are not parted much when we are at home together." 

Wilaiwan listened to the handsome young man in front of her. She sighed softly in relief. The young man was like a big teenager who did not think complicated. He acted what he thought straight away without filtering the idea first if it would affect anything else or anyone or not.

When Wilaiwan looked him, she saw his sincerity and somehow her instinct told her that he was genuine and spoke the truth.

"But you shouldn't have done this. Love and heart are delicate matters and very sensitive emotional feelings. Especially, to a woman. It hurts to see her man being with another woman right in front of her like this."

Stefan listened and thought along with her words. His handsome face still looked baffling.

"Do you mean she feels hurt to see me with Melissa?"

His voice was shaking a little with his emotion inside to know that he hurt her feelings. He did not like to think she was getting hurt. It made him feel pain in his heart.

 "If you see Wirata was having dinner with another man right in front of you. How would you feel? 

Wilaiwan was thinking the young man was a little naive about LOVE. Obviously, he had never experienced this before. That was the reason why he did what he did.

Somehow, Wilaiwan felt he was adorable and now she understood her daughter, why Wirata was falling for this young man. Even her daughter did not tell her how she felt toward the man. But the experienced eyes of a mother had never been wrong. Wirata loved this powerful man without a doubt.

Stefan turned to look at the lady after heard her question.

"No way I would let her do that!"

He responded immediately. Wilaiwan lit up a light smile to see he clenched his fists like a wayward boy.

"I love her very much. There is no chance for any man to come close to her!"

Wilaiwan looked at the mafia god that once she used to be afraid of his reputation. But now, in the very close eyes of her, he was like a real big boy.