"She should be seeing the doctor if she is sick. It's pointless for Robert to go. Let me send for a doctor."
"Don't, actually… The person you want to see most when you are sick is the one you love."
He is stunned for a second and nods, "That makes sense."
"Then call him quickly."
"Let me think about it."
She shakes her head speechlessly, "What do you need to think about? She is dying."
"I'm thinking whether Robert wants to go or not."
"If he doesn't, just order him to go. He never dares to disobey your order, doesn't he?"
"That's at work. You are making me not make a clear distinction between public and private interests."
"Just do me a favor please, Troie…"
Karin rarely acts coquettishly, plus, she was less enthusiastic for him and even a little cold the past few
days. His heart is easily softened with her arm placing gently on his, "Alright, I'll call him."
As expected, Robert doesn't dare to disobey his order. As soon as he answers the call, he drives to
University of Zurich.
As he arrives at Billie's dorm, he knocks on the door. Billie shouts, "The door isn't locked, just come in."
He pushes the door open, and sees her lying in the bed. He quickly walks over and asks, "How are you
doing?"
"Why are you here?" Billie asks knowingly with her eyes half open.
"Miss Karin and Mr. Troy are watching a movie and unable to come."
Robert reaches out to touch her forehead, "You don't seem to have a fever."
"I had, and it was gone after I took a few anti-fever tablets."
"Oh, and do you feel anywhere else uncomfortable?"
"Much better now, a little hungry though…"
"What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."
Billie blinks her shiny eyes, "I want pizza."
"Okay, wait for me."
Robert stands up, takes off his suit jacket and puts it on the side of the bed. Then he turns around to go
out of the dorm and buys pizza.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Billie climbs up from bed immediately, grabs his jacket into her
arms and smells it. She smells his scent from it and she announces with excitement and solemnity, "I'll
not let you get away from me tonight."
Half an hour later, Robert returns after buying food. He walks to the bed and says, "I bought some
hamburgers and coke besides pizza."
"Why did you buy it?" Billie wraps herself in the quilt, only showing half of her face.
"I heard that girls like them."
"Do you care what I like?"
She asks expectantly.
Robert is stunned, and switches the topic awkwardly, "You are covering yourself too tightly. You should
let out the heat if you have a fever."
"But I feel cold."
"Then get up to eat something first."
"Okay."
Billie pouts, "Help me place the food on the desk. I don't like to eat in bed."
Robert takes the food and turns around, walking towards the desk.
As soon as he turns around, Billie throws back the covers and jumps off the bed. Then, she stands
behind him.
"Robert…" She calls him softly.
"Yeah?"
Robert looks back wonderingly. The next second, what he is holding in his hands drops to the ground
with a snap. The dark brown liquors of coke flow straight from their feet to the door.
He swallows hard, and his Adam's apple is moving up and down. He asks in shock and panic, "You…
Why do you… dress like this…"
Billie only wears a thin lace nightdress. The dress is as thin as a cicada's wings, almost transparent,
and through it her beautiful body is seen clearly...
"Don't I look good?"
She reaches out her arms to hook his neck, blowing breath to him and teases him, "I am a woman who
dolls herself up for his man."
Robert only feels that all his blood is rushing to his head. Last time she took the initiative to kiss him
and said that she liked him. He knows that she is bold and enthusiastic, but at this moment, he is
shocked to see her stand in front of him dressing so seductively. He is still frightened by her boldness.
"Don't do that, put on your clothes quickly."
He quickly picks up his jacket and puts it on her. His eyes are blinking and he reprimands, "How can
you be like this in front of a random man."
"You misunderstand me again."
Billie stares at him stubbornly, "I told you, you are not a random man, and I only act like this in front of
you."
She hugs him tightly, "I like you. But until now, you haven't told me whether you like me or not. I am not
waiting anymore. I hate the feeling of waiting!"
"Then what do you want to do?"
"What do you think?"
She rips off his suit and shows her sexiness, "I am going to seduce you."
"Stop playing. I should go."
As Robert turns around to leave, she takes a step ahead and blocks him at the door, "I won't let you go.
You only have two choices tonight. Let me be yours. Or, you will be mine. Make your choice."
"…" It's the same thing anyway.
"Billie, you don't understand my situation, so please stop."
"Who says I don't. Your situation is that you have a fiancée. But I don't mind, as long as you love me,
you can marry me anytime."
"But I can't marry you."
She is stunned and grits her teeth, "That's fine too, as long as you love me, I could be your secret
lover!"
"Then why are you doing this?"
"I'm willing to, I'm glad to!"
She grabs Robert's tie and pulls him in front of her, and then pushes him against the wall with a turn,
stretching out one leg to rub between his legs.
Robert's face is flushed, with heavy breath coming out from his nose, and he says with difficulty, "Don't
do this, please..."
"I won't stop. And I'll also do this, and this."
Robert is about to explode. Although he has slept with women before, he has never met such a
passionate woman. The only reason in his mind reminds him that he must never toe the line in front of
him.
"Your desire is obviously aroused, why don't you just admit that you like me?"
"Any able man will be aroused."
"So you admit that you like me?"
He doesn't speak, and she kisses his lips in annoyance, and her tongue rams in his mouth wildly,
making him dizzy, and his reason gradually disintegrates.
The morning light is refracted from outside the window into the room. The room is filled with the
romantic air last night. Robert opens his eyes, and suddenly sees a pair of smiling eyes.
"What time is it?" He pinches his eyebrows and sits up.
"Nine thirty."
"Nine thirty?"
He hurriedly searches for his clothes in panic and puts on quickly. In years of his career, there has
never been a precedent for being late.
"I didn't ask you to take the responsibility, why do you panic like this?"
"No, I'm late for work."
Robert puts on the suit jacket, glances at the person sitting on the bed, leans down and kisses her on
the forehead.
He doesn't say anything, and hurries towards the door. As soon as the door opens, an unrepentant
voice comes from behind, "Although I don't know what this kiss means, from today onwards, Robert,
you are my man."
He nods, still saying nothing, and walks out of the room.
Speeding all the way to the company, despite the rush, he is still late.
When Troy sees him, he asks playfully, "Oh, how surprising. The most time-conscious man of our
company, Robert, unexpectedly, is finally late for work one day..."
He bows his head with a guilty conscience, and explains vaguely, "I... yesterday... this morning..."
"You didn't go home last night, did you?"
Troy moves closer and asks.
He swallows hard, knowing that he cannot admit it, but adhering to the attitude of being loyal to the
Charles family, he still admits, "No, I didn't."
"With Billie?"
"Yeah…"
"Alas." Troy sighs and pats his shoulder and says earnestly, "Although you and my cousin are
engaged, I will not force you to marry her. I know that you can't force your feelings. If you really like
Billie, you should have a showdown with your family as soon as possible to settle the marriage
contract. I'll help you with Uncle Emmanuel."
"Okay."
In Charlie Mansion, Mia has locked herself in the room for a whole day.
From last night to this evening, for more than twenty hours, she is sitting in the wheelchair without
eating or drinking, staring at the Heart of the Ocean in front of her stupidly.
This is not the first time she has seen this Heart of the Ocean. When taking pictures in France, she saw
that he bought it with a huge amount of money from a collector. At that time, she thought he was going
to buy it for her, but she didn't expect that it was only her wishful thinking.
Opening the heavy curtains, the dazzling light makes her difficult to see and her eyes are closed
slightly. After she adapts herself to it gradually, she goes out of the room.
"Miss, you finally come out."
Mary walks to her, "Is everything okay? You don't look good."
"Nothing. Call the young master for me and tell him to come over at night."
"Oh, okay."
Mary walks to the phone with lingering worries and returns to Mia after she finishes the call. She asks
worriedly, "You are about to hold the wedding ceremony in one week. Is there something wrong at this
moment?"
"No."
Mia shakes her head without expression.
At about 7 o'clock in the evening, Troy's car stops outside Charlie Mansion. He enters the living room,
and asks, "Where is Miss Mia?"
"She is waiting for you in her room."
"Okay."
Troy goes straight to Mia's bedroom, opens the door, and sees the woman in the wheelchair with her
back facing him.
"Are you looking for me?"
Mia raises her head, "Can you squat down to talk to me? I don't want to be inferior."
He slowly squats down, "What's the matter?"
"If I didn't look for you, you won't come to see me, right?"
"I will. I was actually looking for you."
Mia's heart sinks and tears drop down from her face. In fact, she has been aware of it. Last night, from
Karin's eyes, she has seen it.
"Troy, I don't know what you are going to tell me. But what you are going to say doesn't matter to me at
all. Could you listen to me please?"
"Say it."
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