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Felicia pouted, “Just one more kiss is good.”

Timothy didn’t kiss Felicia but just reached out and stroked her hair, saying, “Sleep well. Good night.”

After saying that, he got up and left the room at Felicia’s disappointed look.

As soon as the door closed, Felicia hid under the covers and whimpered.

Timothy was not moved even though she was naked in front of him. She felt so incompetent.

After crying for a while, Felicia called her best friend in America.

She told her best friend what had happened tonight. Her friend thought for a moment and said, “Could he be frigid?”

“Huh? What?” Felicia widened her eyes and stopped crying.

“That means he’s not interested in sex, so he doesn’t respond to the sight of a naked woman. Or maybe he is sexually dysfunctional and can’t get it up properly.”

“Huh? No way. Timothy looks sturdy. Since he was a child, he has been practising martial arts, and it’s not a problem for him to fight dozens of special force soldiers by himself. He has so many muscles. How can such a strong man be…impotent?”

“That ability has nothing to do with physique. Some men, who look short and skinny, may have a huge dick that can go on all night. The last time I slept with a guy who was 5 feet 7, but his dick was bigger than a carrot. Damn, he nearly killed me with that! Shit!”

Felicia was dumbfounded, “Okay, okay. I’ll take a closer look then. Maybe you’re right.”

After hanging up the phone, Felicia couldn’t sleep.

Gosh, it might be possible!

Timothy might be sexually dysfunctional.

He hadn’t had any girlfriends when he was in America.

Later, when he started his career in the country, she heard from her father that she hadn’t had any women either.

How could he not have a woman at the age of twenty-six when he was so physically active?

Felicia covered her mouth and came to a realization. “Gosh! Timothy is so outstanding. He can’t be bad at it, can he? No wonder he always seems indifferent. He’s even sex-indifferent.”

Felicia suddenly pitied Timothy.

She decided that no matter what she did, she would save Timothy!

She must turn him into a normal man.

The next day morning at eight o’clock.

Timothy was sitting at the dining table. The maid had just brought his breakfast over when Felicia ran over with a portion of soup, shouting anxiously, “Wait! Eat this! Don’t eat that breakfast!”

Timothy put down his laptop and asked suspiciously, “Felicia? Why didn’t you sleep in?”

Felicia placed the soup in front of Timothy and rubbed her hands together, “I wasn’t sleepy, so I woke up early and made you soup. Hurry up and eat it while it’s hot.”

sniffed, “Wow, it’s good, Felicia. You’re

when Felicia slapped down Armand’s hand and shouted sharply, “You can’t drink it! It’s for Timothy! Timothy, eat it. No one else can have

rolled his eyes and

looked at

having more soup.

spoonful and tasting it. He raised his brows and nodded,

you. The soup I

“Effective? What’s that?”

Felicia was dumbfounded.

a panic, “Its effects are to nourish the lungs, prevent inflammation and

continued to drink and said faintly, “You don’t need to do this next time. Just have some

want his master’s precious

and I’ll do it for you every day! Promise me, you have to drink it

that something was

Something wrong with her?

something wrong

…

brushed her hair

was fine, her face was swollen, probably from the aftermath of the punch to the back

whole face

almost burst out

said, “Hey,

frowned, pretended not to

school after finished eating anyway, so she didn’t bother with

maid. Don’t you know, her master is marvellous

Carroll family actually went to work for others as a maid. Such a

and shoving them into her mouth, couldn’t hold back her anger anymore. She gave a grim smile and retorted, “What’s wrong with a maid? A maid can make your faces look like hers. Come and try if

glared at Rylee fiercely but indeed

that Timothy would send someone to beat her up

already a

clinked her knife and fork, glaring at Rylee

gobbled a few bites

disgusting! She can go as far as to be a maid of Timothy.

had cried and begged to become his maid, didn’t she? What else would such a lowly person not dare

whispered, “Dad

silenced together, then pretended to see Brook and greeted him

The two then walked inside, laughing

“Have you heard? It’s said that the campus bell, Rylee, has become

true? She

No girl is simple nowadays. If you want

Rylee was

young master of the Keith family! He is a well-known playboy,

being this kind

…

landed her gaze at Rylee. She said, “Rylee, your interview assignment this time is with