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She guessed that the slut must have dragged Mr. Wheeler to somewhere outdoor.

Rylee was anxious.

"Mr. Wheeler, let me save you!" she screamed inside.

Rylee rolled up her sleeves and kept searching for Timothy in all the rooms.

She didn’t find him in the cloakroom, storage room, or the balcony.

Swoosh!

Rylee pushed the door of the bathroom open forcibly.

The smoke and heat overwhelmed her. She couldn’t open her eyes in the heat.

She wondered if the hot pipe had been broken and the heat was leaked.

Rylee waved her hands in front of her, and finally, she could see something.

She gaped.

She widened her watery eyes in shock.

No way!

Mr. Wheeler was showering.

The water was turned off. His wet hair attached to his handsome face, making him look enchanting.

Water dropped on his healthy skin. He looked so hot.

That wasn’t the critical point.

The most important was that Rylee had seen his joy stick on Mr. Wheeler’s lower abdomen.

It was magnificent.

It was... tremendous!

With a glimpse, Rylee had thought about all the nasty words, such as rough sex, hurt, sadism and persistence...

“Ah--” Rylee didn’t cover her eyes until she had stared at him for at least ten seconds.

Timothy finally returned to his senses. Squinting, he muttered to himself, “Little thing? Is it you for real?”

He didn’t think she was supposed to be here.

Hadn’t she returned to Carrolls’ Manor?

Didn’t she insist on going to find Manfred?

How could... How could she suddenly show up in his bathroom in his villa?

Impossible!

Timothy wondered if he had been too drunk that he was having an illusion.

Was he really that drunk?

However, he had heard a familiar scream which sounded exactly like Rylee.

Timothy strode to Rylee, stood in front of her, and squinted. Looking down at her trembling shoulders, he put his big palm on her head and whispered, “Is it really you, Little Thing? Are you Rylee?”

Rylee was quite upset.

he didn’t hope to see her.

in anger, looked up, and snapped, “Why can’t it be me? Who are you expecting? You’ve

upon

“It’s really you!”

Rylee! Why? Do you not

Rylee meant. He slightly twitched his lips and smiled, “Haven’t you gone

***

you asking me? It’s all because of you. I...” When Rylee was about to teach Timothy a lesson, she looked down and

on clothes? Why do you like being naked so

hit on the bathroom door when

a loud

“Ouch! It hurts!”

covered her forehead, huddled

her when seeing it. Hurriedly, he walked over

you look when walking? It must hurt

eyes and roared, “It’s all your fault! It’s all

coaxed her patiently. “It’s my bad. It’s all

said, “Wait for a moment.

again. She lay prone on the bed like a timid

haven’t you put on clothes yet?

Rylee kicked in anger.

ashamed. How could she see Mr. Wheeler’s

afraid that she

However...

much bigger than those models she had seen in

enough, Mr. Wheeler was a martial artist, so his private part was so magnificent. She felt sorry for the woman who would marry Mr. Wheeler in the future. If Mr. Wheeler was fond of having sex, his

silly but adorable way, Timothy laughed out. Bending over, he approached Rylee’s ear and whispered with a smile, “How lucky you are, Rylee!

sounded

I didn’t see

lay on her stomach with blushed

it. Otherwise,

Haven’t you seen it? I have

Rylee blurted out. Right after she finished her

way too cunning. He

“I’ve heard it. You did see it. You’ve seen my naked body. I suffered

said in a weak tone, “I truly

she realized that she

“Then, tell me your thoughts after seeing it. Are you happy with

said,

to stop teasing her, afraid that she would

around his lower abdomen, found the ointment,

for relieving pain and swelling. No worry. Your puppy head will get better

***

disagreed and retorted. She looked up, only to find that Timothy

when gazing at his

He looked pretty hot.

had eyes on his back, he asked, “Are you peeking at me,

Rylee immediately turned around and

the ointment, turned around, and walked to Rylee. He patted himself on the butt and asked

Eww!

she disdained him. “Hmm, not

peek at me behind my back.” Timothy

Rylee blushed.

understand, but whenever facing Timothy, she was always like

on clothes? You

glance at the towel on