The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 265

When they pulled into the underground parking garage, Elara refused to unbuckle her seatbelt.

"You go up. I'll wait for you here."

"You're coming with me," Zane insisted.

"I'm worried you'll be embarrassed."

"I won't be." Zane grabbed her hand and practically pulled her out of the car.

"I'm the one who's embarrassed, okay!"

Amused, Zane leaned back into the car, grabbed a surgical mask, and handed it to her. He laced their fingers together and tugged her toward the elevator.

"Let me put it on first!"

"Slow down, I'm wearing heels!"

"What am I even doing accompanying you to see a doctor for this?"

The clinic staff were waiting right at the elevator doors. Elara instantly snapped her mouth shut, digging into her purse to fish out a pair of oversized sunglasses and shoving them onto her face.

Zane wasn't bothered in the slightest. He looked her up and down with an easy grin. "You look like a celebrity terrified of the paparazzi."

"Stop talking," Elara hissed under her breath.

Zane just chuckled and boldly wrapped his hand around hers. Elara jumped, nervously looking over her shoulder.

Zane teased, "You're so bundled up, your own sister wouldn't recognize you if she walked past."

"Zip it."

Dr. Ashford was already waiting in his office. He was a retired mentor from a prestigious hospital, sporting silver hair and a demeanor that commanded immediate respect.

The staff offered them seats and quietly closed the heavy wooden door behind them.

The older doctor kindly asked the patient to describe his symptoms.

Zane was blunt. "Premature ejaculation. Sometimes it's very quick. At my worst, maybe three or four minutes."

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