The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Dr. Dylan just couldn’t believe that Allison would be the vain type “Allison, in my eyes, you’ve always been a gentle and kind girl” He’d known her for a while now, ever since Grace was hospitalized, he got to know her.

She was always strong and kind

“Is your boyfriend good to you?”

“He’s good”

Yet Dr. Dylan noticed that Allison responded rather coldly It seemed like he quickly said. “Allison, did you lie to me last time?”

It’s very possible she didn’t actually get into a rich guy’s car. This could all be a lie she made up to break up with him. “You don’t really have a boyfriend, do you? Are you just trying to brush me off? is there something you’re not telling me?”

Allison took a deep breath ‘No, Dr. Dylan, you’re overthinking”

“No, no, Allison, your eyes can’t lie, I know you”

“Know me? We’ve only known each other for a few days, and you say you know me, Dr. Dylan. I really have to go now.”

“Yeah, Dr. Dylan, my girlfriend doesn’t need your concem.” A male voice echoed over, then Jason walked over, his gaze falling on Dr. Dylan’s grip on Allison’s wrist. “Dr. Dylan, let go.”

was a bit surprised

let go of

branded tracksuit and sunglasses, slipped an arm around Allison’s shoulders and affectionately touched her nose. “Sweetheart, I was worried you wouldn’t come down when

“Okay”

her to a

her back, left her

car door opened

had just settled inside when she felt a cold stare. She shivered, looked up, and saw a man of extravagant appearance

was there too.

you daydreaming about?” Jason’s hand was on her shoulder. “This is my brother, you’ve met

moment, the man’s icy stare

take a cab, no need

her on the shoulder, ‘Get in, Allison. I’ll have the driver drop you off, it won’t take long”

into the car and said, but Jason got out. She quickly called out,

heading to the Red Jack Club to hang out with some friends. Give me a call when you get home.” Jason glanced inside the car, “Lucian, could you drop Allison off for me? I gotta go.” With that, he

temperature inside the car seemed

clutched her bag tightly, her hand on the door handle. “No