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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.

check on her

walked in, kicked a door open, and

a book turned his chair around slowly. He looked at Timothy

what he had seen. Timothy carried a woman personally into his clinic

lip and didn’t answer. Rylee answered hurriedly, “No, Old

was his personal maid. It was a bit

least she hadn’t

Timothy’s face darkened.

seemed Rylee couldn’t wait to draw

hurry. Please check up

words, Timothy suddenly recalled something. Glaring at Rylee, he asked, “Wait. Why do you call him Old Papa when I call him by his

muffled, “You are my elder. You called him by his name, but I mustn't call him

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

seeing a doctor here? If not, you’d

Taylor’s words shushed them.

and said, “Taylor, her arm was smashed by a lamp. I’m afraid there will be a scar in the future. Do

injured, why did you have to carry her

Timothy’s face darkened.

was so delighted. Clapping her hand, she said with a smile, “Old Papa, I agree. For such a short-tempered guy,

as she clapped, the wound on her left arm

You are injured.

and walked over, pressing at

He asked, "Did you keep

After a while, he hummed as a

raised his eyebrows. “I see.

in quickly. “Lucky? I’m

looked away helplessly. Taylor

couldn’t help praising how wonderful

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

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

truth. I’m not

all. Well, to be exact, his

hitting on different

soup first. Drink that and your arm won’t

today. My arm is injured, so I can’t work for you tomorrow. How about

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that he was worried

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

just stay in my

his cell phone started ringing. He didn’t want to answer. When he checked the caller ID, his eyes darkened.

you inform me ahead of? All

phone, Timothy frowned,

cast a secret glance at him, feeling

short-tempered. Since he insisted on letting her go to

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

at Timothy