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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.”

Felicia. You’re really good at this. The

a spoonful and try it when Felicia slapped down Armand’s hand and shouted sharply,

rolled his eyes

soup is this?” Timothy looked at the

no harm in having more soup. Just eat it.

scooping up a spoonful and tasting it. He raised his brows and nodded, “Well, it does

smiled brightly instantly, “I told you. The soup I made is both

“Effective? What’s that?”

Felicia was dumbfounded.

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

do this next time. Just have some more sleep in the

master’s precious

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

frowned, feeling that something

Something wrong with her?

something wrong

…

her hair and went

the aftermath of

face was

almost burst out

Rylee and said,

pretended not to hear,

after finished eating anyway,

you know, her master

the young daughter of the Carroll family actually went to work for others as a maid. Such a humiliating thing, but dad still treats it like an honour. Dad

gave a grim smile and retorted, “What’s wrong with a maid? A maid can

Rylee fiercely but indeed didn’t have the guts to

Timothy would send someone to beat her

already a

that she heavily clinked her knife and fork, glaring at Rylee every

a few bites

then did Daphne puff up and throw away the cloth, “How disgusting! She can go as far as to be a maid of

to become his maid, didn’t she? What else would such a lowly

whispered, “Dad is

together, then pretended to see Brook and

her. The two then walked inside, laughing

you heard? It’s said that the campus bell, Rylee, has become a rich man’s

that true? She looks so

simple nowadays. If you want an

if Rylee was sold to

a well-known playboy, right? And he has slept with countless actresses. All of

shame for Rylee being this kind of woman.

…

Rylee. She said, “Rylee, your interview assignment this time is with Mr. Kenneth Keith, the head of