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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 her

a door open, and put Rylee

his chair around slowly. He looked

a woman personally

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

didn’t tell the old man that she was his personal maid. It was

At least she

Timothy’s face darkened.

couldn’t wait to draw a

coughed. “Taylor, hurry. Please check up

he asked, “Wait.

child, she muffled, “You are my elder. You called

so pissed. He raised his voice. “Didn’t I tell you I was not your

seeing a doctor here? If not, you’d better fight

Taylor’s words shushed them.

to him as usual. Timothy looked over at Taylor and said, “Taylor, her arm was smashed by a lamp. I’m afraid there will be a scar in the

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

Timothy’s face darkened.

delighted. Clapping her hand, she said with a smile, “Old Papa, I agree. For such a short-tempered guy, you should teach him a

clapped, the wound on her left arm

You are injured.

frowned and walked over, pressing

He asked, "Did you keep transmitting your

frowned. After a while, he hummed as a

eyebrows. “I see. This girl

in quickly.

away

help praising

After Old Papa's acupuncture therapy, it doesn’t hurt any longer if I raise it. He’s such a wonderful doctor. I didn’t believe

pretty annoyed. Frowning, he said, “You

about? I’m telling the truth. I’m not like Mr. Keith, the playboy. We are completely

didn’t like Kenneth at all. Well,

disdained him for being dandiacal, hitting on different women,

and said, “After arriving at Seaside Villa, make your herbal soup first. Drink that and your arm won’t hurt tomorrow. Although

she frowned. “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

I must watch you take the

out that he

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

stay in my house overnight? I won’t

his cell phone started ringing. He didn’t want to answer. When he checked the

Why didn’t you inform me ahead of?

up the phone, Timothy frowned, looking

secret glance at him, feeling

angry again. She 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.

Rylee agreed to go to his house, Timothy

at Timothy in