Seeing her overreact, Austin’s deep eyes narrowed slightly. His indifferent gaze stared at her sharply. The big hand covering her forehead gently raised her white jaw. His voice was low and clear. "Why are you so nervous? What are you afraid of?"
Maisy's long eyelash trembled lightly. She looked up at Austin, and kept her eyes wide open, "As soon as you come in, you touch my...forehead. I will be definitely nervous."
Austin narrowed his eyes. His slender eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadow on his handsome face, which was so charming.
His thin lips were slightly pressed, but he was still expressionless. His voice was low and soft, "I just check out if your fever has gone down."
Maisy's clear and bright watery eyes narrowed. A hint of surprise appeared on her pure little face. She reached out to touch her forehead, "Did I have a fever last night?"
"Yeah!" Austin faintly answered, and then handed her the bag in his hand with a low voice, "Go to the bathroom and change it."
Maisy frowned slightly. Looking down at the bathrobe on her body, she hesitated for a while, then she took the bag and turned to enter the bathroom.
After closing the bathroom door, she looked into the bag. She saw that in addition to a beige dress, there were underwear in it.
She blushed slightly. He actually helped her prepare the underwear.
The underwear was her size, which surprised her a bit.
How did he know her size?
The clothes were all Chanel, so they were not cheap.
Hearing this, Maisy immediately looked away. She asked in a somewhat alienated tone, "That...how much is the clothes? I will give you the money."
Austin's deep eyes narrowed slightly. He strode to her and leaned over to slightly. His keen eyes fell on her delicate little face, and his lips were very close to her ears, "I don't want the money. I want…"
As he spoke, his slender and white fingers put a strand of hair from her temple to the behind of her ears. His movements were gentle and intimate. But what he said next made Maisy blush.
The masculine breath that belonged to him came to Maisy’s face. She frowned and took a step back.
After she stood upright, she looked at him again. She said in a somewhat blunt tone, "I think I have nothing to give you except money."
Austin stared at her cold face. His dark eyes became more and more darker and made others not know what he was thinking about. "I don't want anything except you."
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