Chapter 262

A woman suddenly collided into Dr. Brice, causing his phone to tumble onto the ground. Dr. Brice had used this phone for many years, and he frowned as he looked down at the woman sprawled on the pavement.

“Are you alright?” he asked politely, extending a hand to help her up.

The woman, however, glared at him. “Don’t you look where you’re going?”

If his memory served him right, it was she who had charged into him. But he chose not to argue, instead bending down to pick up his cracked phone.

“I’m sorry,” he said gently.

Seeing that she had no inclination to accept his help, he turned to leave.

“Wait!” The woman called from behind him.

Dr. Brice turned back to look at the woman. She was beautiful, her long hair reaching her waist. There was something familiar about her.

He sifted his memories, then asked, “Have we met somewhere before?”

At this, Annalise Hansen broke into laughter as she replied, “Sir, are you still using pickup lines from the 70s?”

She attempted to stand, but a sharp pain shot through her ankle, causing her to fall back onto the ground. Luckily, Dr. Brice was quick to react, catching her before she could hit the ground again.

Instead of a thank you, however, what greeted him was a shriek, followed by a resounding slap.

The force of the slap nearly knocked him off balance.

It was only when the woman glared at his hand did he realize that he had caught her right at her chest.

He suddenly pushed Annalise away, causing an unprepared Annalise to fall on the ground once again and sat on the floor.

“I’m sorry,” Dr. Brice apologized, looking at Annalise who was now sitting on the ground.

Rubbing her bottom, she queried, “Are you doing this on purpose?”

“What?”

“Never mind. Help me up! I think I sprained my ankle…” Annalise extended her hand toward Dr. Brice.”

He helped her up, only to hear her ask, “Do you always harass women like this?”

a nearby

a skirt, Annalise instinctively drew

are you doing?” she demanded,

Dr. Brice replied, lifting her ankle to

her injured ankle. Her words turned into a sharp cry of pain. “What the hell are

her hand to hit

hand and told her, “You have a sprained ankle, but

not dislocated or broken? You pressed too hard,

turned and laughed, then scooped her up into his arms.

taking me?” Annalise asked, gripping his shoulders

immediately changed the subject and said to Dr. Brice, “I see that you dress well, not like a jerk.

Dr. Brice replied. He had never met a woman quite as challenging as Annalise. She had charged into him, destroyed his phone, and now, she

passenger seat of his car and got into the driver’s seat. As Annalise was unbuckling

police?” He asked her defiantly as he started the car and prevented

from Dylan that Adeline was coming for a blind date and Dylan accidentally told Elliot about watch the fun, but she hadn’t expected to run into this situation.

to analyze the him based on the car

“How do you

the years she had known Dylan, she had learned to analyze people, just

curiosity, she had

and finally said uncertainly, “You

no ring, no necklace, no tattoos. Yet, you’re driving a car that’s only worth $30,000. I guess you’ve just come from

Brice gave her a look.

Brice didn’t take Annalise to the police station. He

with his name. Considering his recruitment was personally overseen by the hospital

and accompanied by an attractive

Dr. Brice, the head of

could deny it, Annalise turned to him,

Anstice’s shoulder, “Could you lend a hand, Anstice? I found this patient on the street.” She turned to Dr. Brice and said, “I’m perfectly

“Your name.”

“Annalise.”

“Your age.”

“Eighteen.”

Brice repeated, “Your age.”

her lips slightly and answered somewhat guiltily,

Dr. Brice added, “Ms. Annalise, you look incredibly young.”

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