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?”

her onto a nearby bench.

wearing a skirt, Annalise instinctively

demanded, “I’m

have called the police for you,” Dr. Brice replied, lifting her ankle to remove her

Dr. Brice pressed firmly on her injured ankle. Her words turned into a sharp cry of pain. “What the hell are you doing?

her hand to hit him.

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

know it’s just a sprain? How can 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 the police!”

then scooped her up into his arms.

taking me?” Annalise asked, gripping his

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

replied. He had never met a woman quite as challenging as Annalise. She

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

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

a blind date and Dylan accidentally told Elliot about watch

the him based

“How do you know

the years she had known Dylan, she had

of curiosity, she

dressed, and finally said uncertainly, “You

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,

analysis, Dr. Brice gave her

Brice didn’t take Annalise to the police station.

though Dr. Brice was a newcomer to Tranquil Care Hospital, his reputation was already legendary, and virtually everyone in the hospital was familiar with his name. Considering his

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

surgical department. Upon meeting Dr. Brice, the head of

turned to

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

“Your name.”

“Annalise.”

“Your age.”

“Eighteen.”

Brice repeated,

lips slightly and answered somewhat guiltily, “Eighteen.”

at this, while Dr. Brice added, “Ms.

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