Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 988

Halfway through his chase, Jamie came back in a hurry to confirm the agreement with Zephyr. "Sorry, doctor. She's usually not like that. We'll talk later. Here's my card. I'll call."

Once Zephyr took the card, Jamie finally ran at full speed after Narissa. He had to run to the street before he finally caught up to her, and then he held her hand. "What's wrong, honey?"

"Nothing!" she snapped, not looking at him. "That doctor is a no-good b*stard. Stay away from him."

"No way. He's a very prestigious doctor. He's skilled and kind, and he even volunteered in Africa before. This must be a misunderstanding." Jamie had nothing but praise for the doctor.

Zephyr's skills were top-notch. He could've made a ton of money with his skills alone, and yet he often treated the poor for free, bringing hope to otherwise hopeless families. Jamie believed that the true virtue of a man was not decided by the height of his achievements, but by his attitude toward those in a less fortunate position than him. He respected Zephyr for his skills and boundless kindness toward the less privileged of the world.

"So, you think I'm throwing a tantrum for no reason?" Narissa got angrier.

"No. I'm on your side. So, tell me what he did. I'll make sure he regrets making you angry." I have to calm her down. Don't want my fiancée to kill me.

"He—" She couldn't say it. She couldn't possibly say that b*stard teased her, so Narissa waved her hand and turned away. "He's a b*stard, that's all."

"I see. Then when he's done with Alicia's treatment, I'll break his leg for you," Jamie lied as naturally as he breathed.

Amused, Narissa laughed. "You're already trying to break his leg even before he did you the favor? Oh, how ungrateful."

"Well, he got on your bad side, honey. Nobody gets on my wife's bad side and gets away with it." Jamie spoke with more gusto, seeing that it cheered Narissa up.

"Hey, I'm not your wife. We're not even married yet," answered Narissa proudly.

"I'm not going to marry anyone else, though." Jamie leaned forward and took the shopping bag off her hand. "You must be tired. Let me hold this for you. Oh, let's see what you got."

"No!" But it was too late. Narissa could only watch helplessly as Jamie took the black camisole out.

He didn't realize it was a camisole until he held the straps up, and then it almost made his nose bleed. Well, this is a surprise. He gulped and stuffed it back into the shopping bag, then he picked Narissa up and ran to his car.

"Slow down!" An embarrassed Narissa found herself resigned to her position.

"Sorry, honey. I can't." He couldn't wait to see how she would look in that black camisole.

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