Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

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?”

sarcasm, Dr. Brice helped her onto a nearby bench. He

Annalise instinctively drew back

demanded, “I’m

Brice replied, lifting her ankle to remove her high heels and check her

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

hand to hit him.

her, “You have a sprained ankle, but thankfully, it’s not dislocated and there

you be sure it’s not dislocated or broken? You pressed too hard, you might have injured it even more! You can’t just run away, I’m taking you to

and laughed, then scooped her up into his

are you taking me?” Annalise asked, gripping his shoulders in

this point, she looked around and noticed that there was no one at the parking door. So she immediately changed the subject and said to Dr. Brice, “I see that you dress well, not

never met a woman quite as challenging as Annalise. She had charged into him, destroyed his phone, and now, she was threatening to take him to the

and got into the driver’s seat. As Annalise was unbuckling her seatbelt, preparing to leave, he started the car, preventing her

defiantly as he started the car and prevented

coming for a blind date and Dylan accidentally told Elliot about watch the fun, but she hadn’t

to analyze the him based on the car he was driving, and how might be a con artist?”

her. “How do you know I’m a con artist?”

known Dylan, she had learned

of curiosity, she

finally said uncertainly, “You

have any jewelry, no status-showing watch, 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 an important event, dressed neatly, maybe out of vanity or to deceive others. You’re not wearing a watch, perhaps because you don’t have a good-looking one and don’t

to her analysis, Dr. Brice gave her a look. “You

to the police station. He

a newcomer to Tranquil Care Hospital, his reputation was already legendary, and virtually everyone in the hospital was familiar with his name. Considering his recruitment was personally overseen by the hospital

Brice, dressed immaculately and accompanied by an attractive woman, they were

Upon meeting Dr. Brice, the head of surgery, Dr. Anstice, asked with a smile, “Is

to him, astonished, and asked, “You’re a doctor?”

playful tap on Dr. Anstice’s shoulder, “Could you lend a hand, Anstice? I found

“Your name.”

“Annalise.”

“Your age.”

“Eighteen.”

repeated, “Your age.”

slightly and answered somewhat

Anstice couldn’t help but laugh at this, while Dr. Brice added, “Ms. Annalise, you look incredibly