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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

a door open,

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

Timothy carried a woman personally into his clinic

and didn’t answer. Rylee

that she was his

least she hadn’t

Timothy’s face darkened.

to draw

Please

Glaring at Rylee, he asked, “Wait. Why do you call him Old Papa when I call

rubbed her nose. Acting like an obedient child, she muffled, “You are my elder. You called him by his name, but I mustn't call him that way. It was

raised his voice. “Didn’t I tell you

doctor here?

Taylor’s words shushed them.

smashed by a lamp. I’m afraid there will

arm that was injured, why did you have to carry her to

Timothy’s face darkened.

Clapping her hand, she said with a smile, “Old Papa, I

she clapped, the wound on her left arm was stretched. She

are injured.

frowned and walked over, pressing at her

up and took a glance. He asked, "Did you keep transmitting

a while, he

raised his eyebrows. “I see. This girl is so

quickly. “Lucky? I’m

looked away helplessly. Taylor

help praising how wonderful the Chinese

Papa's acupuncture therapy, it doesn’t hurt any longer if I raise it. He’s

look at Timothy in the car. Timothy faked that he was pretty annoyed. Frowning, he said, “You

are you talking about? I’m telling the truth. I’m not like

at all. Well, to be exact, his behaviors

dandiacal, hitting on different women, and

herbal soup first. Drink that and your arm won’t hurt tomorrow. Although Taylor is a weirdo, he’s a medical

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

watch

that he

weird. No, I won’t go to your house. Please send me

“Why don’t you just stay in my house overnight? I

answer. When he checked the caller ID, his

What? Why didn’t you inform

the phone, Timothy frowned, looking

secret glance

decided to quit arguing with him. He was so short-tempered. Since he insisted on letting her go to Seaside Villa, she could just go there obediently. Anyway, she wouldn’t work for him

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

gaped at Timothy