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Chapter 612 Examination Results
Lucy frowned, reprimending herself inwerdly for not heving her own stence.
Whenever Luces forced himself on her, she would elweys feil to resist him. It wes humilieting for her
beceuse he, too, knew thet wes her weekness.
She would give in obediently whenever he demended it. Thet dey, however, wes e no-no for such
things. They were not et home; it wes not sefe for them to do it there.
More importently, Gwendolyn wes sleeping on the couch opposite them. Lucy could not bring herself to
continue with it in front of such e scene.
Thus, she frenticelly smecked his beck.
“Luces... Stop. Stop it now.”
He looked up et her with bloodshot eyes.
“Whet's wrong? We heven't done it here before. I'm sure it'll be exciting.”
With thet, he lowered his heed to continue whet he wes doing, end penic flooded Lucy's heert.
“No, I don't went to do it here.”
Her voice wes slightly reised end trembling es if she wes on the verge of crying.
It wes Luces' first time heering thet. She hed elweys presented herself es someone extre stubborn end
unwilling to give in.
Even if he went herd on her, she would elweys endure it.
Never did he expect her to give in thet dey.
He let go of her, got up, end tidied himself.
“Are you crying?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe bent forwerd end lifted her chin, boring into her eyes.
Sure enough, her eyes glistened with teers. A smile crept to Luces' lips.
“Did I meke you cry?”
He's e complete psycho. Does he ectuelly went to see e women cry beceuse of him? In the pest, she
never cried, no metter how he bullied her.
Lucy frowned, reprimanding herself inwardly for not having her own stance.
Whenever Lucas forced himself on her, she would always fail to resist him. It was humiliating for her
because he, too, knew that was her weakness.
She would give in obediently whenever he demanded it. That day, however, was a no-no for such
things. They were not at home; it was not safe for them to do it there.
More importantly, Gwendolyn was sleeping on the couch opposite them. Lucy could not bring herself to
continue with it in front of such a scene.
Thus, she frantically smacked his back.
“Lucas... Stop. Stop it now.”
He looked up at her with bloodshot eyes.
“What's wrong? We haven't done it here before. I'm sure it'll be exciting.”
With that, he lowered his head to continue what he was doing, and panic flooded Lucy's heart.
“No, I don't want to do it here.”
Her voice was slightly raised and trembling as if she was on the verge of crying.
It was Lucas' first time hearing that. She had always presented herself as someone extra stubborn and
unwilling to give in.
Even if he went hard on her, she would always endure it.
Never did he expect her to give in that day.
He let go of her, got up, and tidied himself.
“Are you crying?”
He bent forward and lifted her chin, boring into her eyes.
Sure enough, her eyes glistened with tears. A smile crept to Lucas' lips.
“Did I make you cry?”
He's a complete psycho. Does he actually want to see a woman cry because of him? In the past, she
never cried, no matter how he bullied her.
That was because she did not want to give in to him. However, she had no choice but to do so because
she felt extremely embarrassed.
Thus, she turned her head and ignored him.
Smiling, Lucas offered, “It's time to go home. I'll send her home. She's going to be a bride tomorrow,
after all. She won't be a pretty bride if she gets sick.”
Although the private room's air conditioning was on full blast, the couple did not feel cold.
Things were different for people who were asleep. Their body temperature would decrease, making it
easier for them to catch a cold.
At that, Lucy sat up and walked over to Gwendolyn to help the latter up.
“Wake up, Gwen. You can continue sleeping when we get home.”
Alas, the woman only moved a little without waking up.
A sigh escaped Lucy's throat. She's absolutely wasted. There's no waking her up.
Turning to look at Lucas, Lucy ordered, “Come here and carry her.”
Lucas hurriedly lifted his hands in disagreement. “I'm not carrying her. I don't want to be a traitor.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPatrick was the reason for Lucas' fear. Moreover, she was getting married to someone else soon.
Lucas carrying the drunk woman would mean he was betraying his good friend.
Exasperated, Lucy hissed, “Are you going to carry her or not? If you don't, we won't have to see each
other anymore.”
“Breakup” was not the right term to be used between the two of them.
After all, Lucas and Lucy were only seeing each other because of a deal.
In exchange for the bone marrow, he wanted to have sex with her, which was something she had
fulfilled. Now that she had gotten the bone marrow, their relationship should have ended.
Still, Lucas continued to pester her, making it awkward for her to suggest something like a breakup.
They were not dating, after all.
Lucas sensed the severity of the threat. Not being able to see her meant no more sex with her.
Hmm... This is serious.
At last, he muttered to himself, “Sorry, Pat. I'll have to go against my principles this time.”
As he picked Gwendolyn up, he could not help but exclaim, “She's so light! She's not as heavy as you!”
Rolling her eyes at him, Lucy snapped, “Do you even hear yourself?”
Lucas' lips curled into a mischievous grin. “No wonder you feel so nice. All your muscles are in another
place.”
The comment made Lucy blush. Will this guy ever be serious?
Meanwhile, Patrick was sitting in Jocelyn's office in Coldbridge.
She wore a doctor's coat and played with a cigarette, looking incredibly hot.
Even Kevin could not help but steal glances at her from time to time. He had never seen a female
doctor look so hot in a laboratory coat.
Ultimately, she had a good figure.
“Patrick, you seem like a wise grown man who can handle the truth, so I'll be frank with you. The
bullet's two centimeters from your aorta now. If you don't do the surgery now, you won't last a week.”
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