Chapter 32
Unfinished Business with You
Chapter 32
The man who said that was Robin Hills. He had a dreadful appearance whereby his mouth stuck out
and he had a chin like an apeâs.
While he said this, Robin winked at several other men and his smile had a hidden meaning behind it.
Just as he said this, Eugene took the glass in his hand and hurled it toward him. Eugeneâs voice
sounded cold and distant. âDo you even know how to talk?â
Robin raised his hands to block the glass. Although he felt pain for a few seconds when it hit him,
Robin was mainly embarrassed by Eugeneâs action.
He looked at Eugeneâs gloomy face and froze for a moment before giving a smile. âIâm just joking.â
All of a sudden, the entire room became silent as everyone turned to look at Eugeneâs dark and gloomy
face.
He glared furiously at Robin and with a cold voice, he asked, âDo you know her very well?â
At this very second, one woman dressed in a cheongsam reached out to pull Robin and smiled.
âPlease donât be angry, Eugene. Weâre all friends from the same circle. Robin is used to talking in such
a straight-forward manner. Since he saw that Miss Maxwell was an open-minded person, he made that
joke with her.â
However, Eugeneâs face was still as cold as a freezer. âIs this even a joke? Heâs blind. Canât he see
that I brought her here? So, who is he insulting?â
Once again, the entire room was filled with silence.
Then, Alex came forward awkwardly and explained, âItâs all my fault. I shouldnât have simply made a
joke. Please donât be angry. Weâre all friends here. Please sit down first, then we can talk!â
The woman added, âEugene, Robin didnât mean to say that. Itâs not like you donât understand him. Heâs
a very direct person. Robin, arenât you going to apologize to Miss Maxwell?â
Robin glanced at Eugene and walked forward. âIâm sorry, Miss Maxwell. Please donât mind the joke that
I just made.â
In fact, Olivia felt a little angry. However, she did not want to disturb their party.
Hence, she smiled and tugged at Eugeneâs sleeves. âWhy are you angry? Iâm not a person who canât
take a joke. Besides, the questions he asked were what a normal patient would normally ask.
Everyone, have a seat.â
As she said this, she pulled Eugene to sit on the sofa. Then, she proceeded to look at Robin with a
serious and professional look. âMr. Hills, Iâm a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Normally, I
would use acupuncture treatment. As for whether itâs performed on a normal bed or a patientâs bed, it
makes no difference to me. If you're willing to be treated on the sofa, then itâs fine with me too. I can
assure you that your illness will be cured after I perform the acupuncture procedure. But before that, I
need to ask you a few questions. How long have you been in this situation? Are you unable to get erect
at all or would it only be for a short time? How often do you have sex? How long will a session usually
be? Would you feel worried before you do it? Have you faced any psychological stress recently?â
Inside the quiet VIP room, only Oliviaâs voice could be heard clearly.
Each sentence was like a tight slap to Robinâs face. Initially, Robin made this joke just because he
wanted to see Olivia make a fool of herself. Now, there was nothing he could do to remove the stigma
off of his name. Anyone who did not understand the context might think that Robin really had problems.
Everyoneâs expression was different. Some wanted to laugh but dared not to do so while some became
awkward and did not know what to say. The rest were so embarrassed that they wanted to find a hole
to hide in.
Meanwhile, Robinâs face turned as red as a tomato and he hurriedly explained, âIâm not talking about
myââ
Olivia interrupted him even before he could finish his sentence.
âThereâs nothing to be shy of. Arenât they all your friends from childhood? There are no outsiders here.
Donât worry; Iâm a doctor and I have my own professional ethics to follow. I will keep my patientsâ
conditions confidential! Mr. Hills, let me know when youâd like to be treated, or do you want to be
treated now?â
Eugene, who was sitting beside Olivia, looked a little relaxed, but he still could not conceal the
coldness in his eyes. His pair of eyes were still glaring sharply at Robin.
âSheâs asking you a question.â
Like the winds from Siberia, Eugeneâs tone of voice was icy-cold. It made Robinâs heart cower while his
face showed a complicated expression. In the end, his face was a mix of gloomy and embarrassed. He
lifted his eyes to look carefully at Olivia and turned again to glance at the unfriendly-looking Eugene.