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Timothy curled up his thin lips. “Otherwise, I would have tossed you out of my car and knocked you over.”

“Huh?” How ruthless he was!

He had no mercy on his maid at all.

Timothy distanced himself from Rylee and sat upright. Staring to the front, he snickered and said indifferently, “What do you expect?”

Rylee hadn’t come back to her senses yet. After a while, she looked up at his handsome side face. “What do you mean?”

Timothy turned around calmly and gazed at Rylee. The latter couldn’t tell what was in his mind at all. He asked, “I’m asking you what you are fancying now.”

“Fancying?” Rylee bit her bottom lip.

She wondered if Timothy could read her mind. How did he know she had imagined some erotic scenes about him just now!

“No. I’m not fancying. I’m not thinking about anything now.”

Rylee refused to admit it.

If he knew she had thought about the detail of the French kiss with him, he would mock her to death.

Timothy smiled faintly, and his eyes were twinkling. “Really? Why is your face so red?”

“Really?” Rylee was shocked, stroking her cheek.

Her blushed cheeks had ratted her out.

“Oh... Hahaha... The temperature in this car is too hot. My face turned red because of the high temperature. What’s so surprising about it?” Rylee made an excuse at random.

She pressed down the car window and exhaled.

It was like walking on tenterhooks when being with Timothy.

He was way too intelligent, as if he could see through her mind.

Timothy cast a secret glance at Rylee and snickered.

He wondered if Rylee had a crush on him already.

‘Sooner or later, your heart will completely belong to me,” his inner voice said.

When they arrived at Doctor Taylor's place, Timothy carried Rylee out of the car and went upstairs.

Rylee shushed obediently this time.

Anyway, she didn’t need to walk, so she let him carry her.

She felt a bit embarrassed, though, as he was carrying her like carrying a puppy.

It seemed that she was no different from a puppy.

please check on

in, kicked a door open,

old man wearing glasses who was reading a book turned his chair around slowly. He looked at

couldn’t believe what he had seen. Timothy carried a woman personally into his clinic with an

bit his bottom lip and didn’t answer. Rylee answered hurriedly, “No, Old Papa. I’m his

was his personal

least she hadn’t

Timothy’s face darkened.

couldn’t wait to draw

“Taylor, hurry. Please check up

Rylee, he asked, “Wait.

nose. Acting like an obedient child, she muffled, “You are my elder. You called him by his name, but I mustn't

He raised his voice. “Didn’t I tell you I

you seeing a doctor here?

Taylor’s words shushed them.

Taylor and said, “Taylor, her arm was smashed by

was injured, why did you have to carry her to the bed? Were her legs hurt

Timothy’s face darkened.

smile, “Old Papa, I agree.

on her left

are injured.

frowned and walked over, pressing at

a glance. He asked, "Did you keep

while, he

eyebrows. “I see. This girl

in quickly. “Lucky? I’m extremely

looked away helplessly.

of Taylor's clinic, Rylee couldn’t help praising how wonderful the Chinese

any longer if I raise it. He’s such a wonderful doctor. I didn’t believe in Chinese medicine doctors at all. Now,

pretty annoyed. Frowning, he said, “You are too noisy. You kept croaking like a frog. Why

talking about? I’m telling the truth. I’m not like Mr. Keith,

at all. Well, to be exact, his

him for being dandiacal, hitting on different women, and being

Villa, make your herbal soup first. Drink that and your

“I can’t go to your house today. My arm is injured, so I can’t work for you tomorrow. How about next week?

way. I must watch you take the

that he

house to make the soup, it’s too weird. No, I won’t go to your house. Please send me home. I can make the

in my house overnight? I won’t charge you

didn’t want to answer. When he checked the caller ID, his eyes darkened. He swiped it to answer

me... What? Why didn’t you inform me ahead

phone, Timothy frowned, looking quite

a secret glance at

so short-tempered. Since he insisted on letting her go to Seaside Villa, she could just go there obediently. Anyway, she

agreed to go to his house, Timothy said, “Armand, please send

at