Chapter 85
After getting up, Alan walked toward Suzanne.
Before he could speak, Suzanne assessed him and said, “You seem to be recovering well.”
Alan raised his sharp brows before smirking lightly. “Dr. Smith, please come in.”
With a nod, Suzanne followed Alan inside.
Inside, Alan turned to Suzanne, politely asking, “Shall we have some tea first?”
Shaking her head, Suzanne declined, “No need. Let’s start right away.”
The sooner they finished, the sooner she could leave.
She glanced around the living room and, seeing no one else in the house, pointed to the couch in the living room. “We can do it here today.” Without waiting for Alan to respond, Suzanne had already taken out her box of silver needles,
As his gaze lingered on the silver needle box in her bands, Alan hesitated briefly before agreeing
After heading over to the couch, he sat down and took off his shirt.
Suzanne glanced over, sterilizing the needles before picking one up. When her fingers touched Alan’s spine, his body instinctively tensed. With a smirk, she remarked, “It won’t hurt as much today.”
Alan was at a loss. This woman was mocking him again! He wasn’t afraid of pain –
-it was just
just a reflex.
After speaking, Suzanne began inserting the needles. This time, her pace was slow, and she left about a minute between each insertion. Even though she claimed it wouldn’t hurt as much, it still did.
His entire body felt like it had ants were gnawing on it. It was itchy and painful, but Alan maintained a calm expression.
dy try to keep it a secret after all. Finding such information was as easy as pie for someone with the Alvarez family’s resources. Alari caught Suzanne’s impatience and got straight to the point. “Enter into a marriage of convenience with me.”
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