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 then

Annalise instinctively

she demanded, “I’m calling the

called the police for you,” Dr. Brice

pressed firmly on her injured ankle. Her words turned into a

raised her hand to

“You have a sprained ankle, but thankfully, it’s not dislocated and there are no fractures.

You pressed too hard, you might have injured it even

turned and laughed, then scooped her up into his

taking me?” Annalise asked, gripping his shoulders

door. So she immediately changed the subject and said to Dr. Brice,

the police station,” Dr. Brice replied. He had never met a woman quite as challenging as Annalise. She had charged

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

asked her defiantly as he started the car and

blind date and Dylan accidentally told Elliot about watch the fun, but

Brice, then began to analyze the him based on the car he was driving, and how might be

do you know I’m

known Dylan, she had learned to analyze people,

of curiosity, she had decided to

finally said uncertainly, “You

guess you’ve just come from an important event, dressed neatly, maybe out of vanity or to deceive

Brice gave her a look. “You really

Annalise to the police station. He took her

his name. Considering his recruitment was personally overseen by the hospital director, it was no surprise that Brice was a well-known figure in the medical

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

head of

deny it, Annalise turned to him, astonished, and asked,

Brice gave a playful tap on Dr. Anstice’s shoulder, “Could you lend a hand, Anstice? I found this patient on the street.”

“Your name.”

“Annalise.”

“Your age.”

“Eighteen.”

Brice repeated,

and

Dr. Brice added, “Ms. Annalise, you look

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