Chapter 195
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
Dr. Dylan just couldnât believe that Allison would be the vain type âAllison, in my eyes, youâve always been a gentle and kind girlâ Heâd known her for a while now, ever since Grace was hospitalized, he got to know her.
She was always strong and kind âIs your boyfriend good to you?â
âHeâs goodâ
Yet Dr. Dylan noticed that Allison responded rather coldly It seemed like he quickly said. âAllison, did you lie to me last time?â
Itâs very possible she didnât actually get into a rich guyâs car. This could all be a lie she made up to break up with him. âYou donât really have a boyfriend, do you? Are you just trying to brush me off? is there something youâre not telling me?â
Allison took a deep breath âNo, Dr. Dylan, youâre overthinkingâ
âNo, no, Allison, your eyes canât lie, I know youâ
âKnow me? Weâve only known each other for a few days, and you say you know me, Dr. Dylan. I really have to go now.â
âYeah, Dr. Dylan, my girlfriend doesnât need your concem.â A male voice echoed over, then Jason walked over, his gaze falling on Dr. Dylanâs grip on Allisonâs wrist. âDr. Dylan, let go.â
âJason?â Dr. Dylan was a bit surprised He slowly let go of her hand.
Jason, wearing a pricey branded tracksuit and sunglasses, slipped an arm around Allisonâs shoulders and affectionately touched her nose. âSweetheart, I was worried you wouldnât come down when you didnât answer my calls. My carâs over there, letâs go.â
âOkayâ
Jason led her to a black Bentley While Dr. Dylan, watching her back, left her heartbroken.
The car door opened Allison had just settled inside when she felt a cold stare. She shivered, looked up, and saw a man of extravagant appearance and distant demeanor.
Lucian was there too.
âAllison, what are you daydreaming about?â Jasonâs hand was on her shoulder. âThis is my brother, youâve met him several times.â
For a moment, the manâs icy stare made her want to flee âI can take a cab, no need to trouble youâ
âAllison, itâs not easy to get a cab at this hourâ Jason said, patting her on the shoulder, âGet in, Allison.
Iâll have the driver drop you off, it wonât take longâ
Allison got into the car and said, but Jason got out. She quickly called out, âArenât you coming with us?â
âIâm heading to the Red Jack Club to hang out with some friends. Give me a call when you get home.â
Jason glanced inside the car, âLucian, could you drop Allison off for me? I gotta go.â With that, he shut the car door.
The temperature inside the car seemed to drop a bit.
Allison clutched her bag tightly, her hand on the door handle. âNo need, I can take a cab.â
But the car door didnât open.
The man ordered coldly, âDriveâ
The driver immediately stepped on the gas.
Allison was planning how to get out of the car when it suddenly started. She instinctively leaned forward, about to hit the back of the front seat, when a hand reached out to stop her Allisonâs lips hit the dry, warm palm of the man.
His eyes narrowed In his palm were the soft, moist lips of a woman.
Allison was also taken aback She held her breath for a moment Then she slowly straightened up She looked at the back of the manâs hand, a small patch of skin seemed to be reddened. Well, the sudden force when she leaned forward must have been quite strong. Just as she was about to thank him, she saw him take out a tissue, wipe his hand, and then toss the tissue into the trash.
It seemed he found it disgusting