His Eagle Eyes on Me

Shelly did not understand what Hayden wanted.

She had never been in a relationship and had never experienced love, but Hayden was so gentle that she began to feel like he wanted to spend more time with her.

"I... I told my mom that I would bring her dinner," said Shelly, feeling a bit flustered.

Hayden accurately interpreted the message hidden between her words, concluding that she had nothing important to do in the afternoon and could spend more time outside.

"I know a nice restaurant around here," Hayden said.

Shelly smiled and said, "It's too early to pack dinner for my mom now, anyway."

"True. How do you usually spend your weekends?" Hayden was a person who lacked hobbies. He had no idea how to go shopping with a woman, so he could only ask for Shelly's opinion. Little did he know, Shelly led a simple life as well.

"I sleep at home on weekends." Shelly rarely went outside for fun, but the reason behind her lack of social life was different from Hayden's; she simply stayed home because she did not want to spend money. "Don't you have any friends?" Hayden didn't doubt the truth of her words.

"Of course, I do! Courtney is my friend. She invites me out for dinner and shopping from time to time," Shelly said. "Hayden, what about you?"

Hayden hesitated a few seconds before saying, "Same as you. I don't really enjoy going out."

Shelly froze. "Well, why don't you go home now? I'll just wander around until it's time for me to leave."

Hayden did not expect her to misunderstand what he meant and said, "My parents don't approve of my lifestyle. So, let's go on a stroll."

"Oh... Well, everyone has their own

lifestyle. Just do what makes you comfortable. If you don't like

socializing, you can explain it clearly to your parents. I think they are understanding and won't say anything to you." Shelly was worried that Hayden would find shopping with her troublesome. For a person who did not like going out, Hayden might find the shopping trip tiring, and she was worried that she would find the trip awkward if he was there.

"I want to hang out with you," Hayden said, worried that she would insist on going home if he failed tox explain himself clearly. "I don't have many friends, and I wanted to come I out for a walk, but I don't know. who to ask. Most often than not, Ponly interact with colleagues or partners from work."

She beamed. "What do you want to do, then? I'll accompany you!"

Hayden pondered for a moment, but then, an idea formed in her head. "How about we go to the hair salon first? I want to get my hair washed."

Her scalp felt itchy, and she

desperately wanted to wash her hair.

However, she regretted it as soon as those words came out, as it would not be appropriate to make Hayden wait for her at the hair salon while she washed her hair.

"Sure," Hayden agreed. "There's a salon right there."

Shelly stared at him in shock.

The two went into the salon, and when Shelly asked if Hayden wanted to have his hair washed as well. He declined as he had already washed his hair the night before.

He sat down and took out his phone, only to find an unread message on his phone from Layla.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

[Hayden, has the concert ended? How was it? Are you still with Shelly, or have you gone your separate ways?]

[She is washing her hair.] Hayden replied.

[What on earth are you two doing???] Layla asked.

[We are in a salon. She is getting her hair washed, and I'm waiting.] Hayden typed.

[?!?!] Layla had never seen anyone on a date do such a thing.

Hayden stared at all the exclamation marks Layla sent in confusion. [Why are you so shocked?]