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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

a door open, and put

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

he had seen. Timothy carried a woman personally into his

lip and didn’t answer. Rylee

didn’t tell the old man that she was his

maid could be? At least

Timothy’s face darkened.

wait to draw a demarcation

“Taylor, hurry. Please check up

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

my elder. You called

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

here?

Taylor’s words shushed them.

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

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

the wound on her left arm was stretched. She frowned and

You are injured.

over,

and took a glance. He asked, "Did

a while,

eyebrows. “I see. This girl is

quickly. “Lucky? I’m

looked away helplessly.

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

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, I know Chinese medicine is so wonderful. What do you

at Timothy in the car. Timothy faked that he was pretty annoyed. Frowning, he said, “You are too noisy. You kept croaking like a frog. Why are

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

Well, to

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

his eyebrows and said, “After arriving at Seaside Villa, make your herbal soup first. Drink that and your arm

so I can’t work for you tomorrow. How about next week? You can deduct my salary for one

way. I must watch you take

that he was

soup, it’s too weird. No, I won’t go

just stay in my house overnight? I won’t charge you

When he checked the caller ID, his eyes darkened. He swiped

What? Why didn’t you inform me ahead of? All right.

the phone, Timothy

cast a secret glance at him,

He was so short-tempered. Since he insisted on letting her go to Seaside Villa,

his house, Timothy said, “Armand,

at Timothy in