After Connor ripped off Marissa’s clothes, he froze. What was he thinking? Overwhelmed by a wave of guilt, he quickly rebuttoned her shirt. But then, something unusual under the shirt caught his eye. Was this woman wearing some kind of chastity armor?
It was both humorous and bewildering. Connor sat up and clenched his teeth briefly. Evidently, this woman had anticipated he might make a move and had prepared accordingly. Connor felt embarrassed
After the initial shock and his moment of amusement, he decided to remove her armor. But upon closer inspection, he realized the armor was no ordinary one. It was a high-tech model equipped with an electronic password lock and a firewall as robust as the armor itself. He couldn’t find a way to remove it. Connor was suddenly overwhelmed with frustration and humiliation
He had once believed Riss harbored romantic feelings for him, but now it seemed he was wrong. To her, he was merely a hypnotic pillow. As he lay there restless, all the blood in his body seemed to rush to his abdomen, the heat becoming unbearable. Connor felt like a man dying of thirst gazing at a juicy peach behind a glass barrier-desperate to reach it but unable to. It was excruciating
Eventually, he couldn’t bear it any longer. He got up, walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and doused himself with cold water. Once he cooled off, Connor returned to the bedroom. But catching sight of the woman asleep on the bed sparked a rush of inappropriate thoughts, heating him up once again. He found himself heading back to the bathroom for another cold shower. After numerous cold showers, dawn finally broke
Connor looked over at the woman, who had slept deeply throughout the night, feeling irritated. Unbeknownst to Marissa, her actions had made the city’s wealthiest man feel uncomfortable the whole night. Meanwhile, after her uninterrupted sleep, she woke up feeling unusually fresh and cheerful. Slowly waking, she stretched with satisfaction and opened her eyes
Instantly, she sensed a heavy tension in the room, making it difficult to breathe. Turning her head, she saw Connor on the sofa. The man who was once vibrant and handsome now looked sullen and gloomy, his expression dark, his eyes sharp like daggers piercing through her
“Ahem!”
Marissa sat up awkwardly, prepared to discuss the treatment for Glenn’s legs. She had agreed to assist on the condition that Connor spend the night with her. It was time to honor that agreement. However, before she could speak, Connor yelled, “Get out!”
“What? What do you mean?” Marissa was puzzled
Just as she was about to scold him, he snapped again, “Get out!”
Despite waking up in a pleasant mood from a restful sleep, Marissa was thrown off by his surly demeanor. She resolved that she no longer wanted to be in his presence. Silently, Marissa got out of bed, slipped on her shoes, and left
Outside, Domenic, Marc, and Terry had vigilantly stood guard throughout the night, not allowing themselves even a moment of sleep. When Marissa came out, the three of them stood at attention and looked at her. Her hair was a mess, and her clothes were wrinkled. Though her face was hidden by the mask, they could guess what had happened in the room. Their overnight concerns seemed misplaced now
It looked as though she and Connor had enjoyed a passionate and thrilling night together. Connor, typically aloof towards women, appeared to have made an exception. Among them, Terry was the happiest. Connor was not someone who would sleep around. If he had spent the night with Riss, it likely meant he was fond of her, which would mean Marissa stood no chance
With this in mind, Terry handed over Marissa’s certificate and said, “Doctor Riss, your certificate.” Marissa, already in a foul mood, accepted the card, shot Terry a look of disdain, and said, “What an idiot.”
Then, she strutted away in her high heels. Terry was stunned. Domenic and Marc shared his confusion. At the same time, Connor came out of the room
As Connor emerged from the room, Domenic, Marc, and Terry quickly turned their attention to him. They were visibly stunned by his appearance
Connor looked unwell, with dark circles under his eyes and a pale face. It was clear he hadn’t slept well. Had he and Riss been up all night? It was hard to believe
Connor had always been a reserved man, showing little interest in romantic pursuits. Despite the attention from numerous women, a single stern glance from him was usually enough to deter even the most persistent admirers. Nobody had managed to get close to him. They had all assumed Connor would never actively seek a woman’s company. Yet, here he was, apparently having spent a wild night. It seemed Riss had made quite an impression!
This thought left the three men in disbelief. Who would have imagined that a female doctor could be so bold? Connor didn’t know that his three subordinates were having these thoughts. As soon as he walked out the door, he headed toward the elevator with a cold expression. Domenic, Marc, and Terry exchanged glances and followed him one after another
Once inside the elevator, Domenic asked, “Mr. Daniels, are you still planning to attend the medical conference today?”
Connor had intended to meet Dr. Riss at the conference. But after their extensive interaction the previous night, they might have covered all necessary topics, leading Connor to reconsider his attendance. However, the question seemed to annoy Connor. “Wasn’t this the plan all along? Do I need to confirm it again? Is this what I expect from an assistant who earns a million-dollar salary annually?”
Domenic was so intimidated by his boss’s sharp response that he shivered and dared not even breathe deeply. Marc and Terry remained quiet as well. The three men were confused. Normally, Connor would be in high spirits after a pleasurable night, so why did he appear so irate?
After leaving the Palace Hotel, Marissa caught a taxi back to her flower shop to change. On the way, she received a call from Arabella
“Sweetie, are you free to join me at a medical conference today? I’ve heard that Riss will be there. I’d like to meet this remarkable doctor and possibly purchase some rare medicine.”
It dawned on Marissa that the medical conference was indeed scheduled for today. She had previously agreed to attend. Truthfully, she wasn’t keen on these conferences, but she felt obliged to go since the organizer was a friend of her medical mentor who had extended the invitation through him. The organizer, a wealthy patron, had invested a significant amount of money into the conference. With “the renowned Dr. Riss in attendance,” the event was being promoted as a high-profile international summit. Esteemed medical experts from around the world were attending, and an auction of rare medicinal substances was set to attract various magnates. Even Arabella, at ninety years old, was eager to attend
Marissa replied, “Okay, Grandma. I’m a bit tied up at the moment and might be a little late. You can go there first, and I’ll get in touch once I arrive.”
Arabella was thrilled to hear that. “Okay, I’ll see you there.”
After ending the call, Marissa received a text from Landen. It read, “Tiffany, you encouraged me to send my resume to Riss. It’s been half a month with no reply. There must be no chance for me.”
Marissa had forgotten about this until now. She logged into her email and responded to Landen, “Mr. Landen Nash, I’m eager to meet you at the medical conference.” She then sent him an electronic invitation to the event
Just as she was about to log out of her email, her phone rang once more. It was Connor calling
Although Marissa had disguised herself the night before, she still felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. Her cheeks flushed as Connor’s name flashed on her phone screen
The phone rang insistently before she gathered the courage to answer. Lowering her voice deliberately, she said, “Hello?”
Connor’s voice, devoid of any emotion, came from the other end. “Grandma mentioned you promised to accompany her to the medical conference and asked me to pick you up.”
“No, thanks. I’ll take a taxi after I finish my work.”
“Are you sure you don’t need a ride?”
“Yes, I’m positive.”
The moment she ended the call, she felt as though she was escaping something. She remembered Connor’s anger at the hotel earlier that day and dreaded the thought of facing him again as Doctor Riss at the conference later. Not just today but often in the future, she would have to meet him because she had committed to healing his brother’s legs-a promise she couldn’t break. Who would have thought that after trying to maintain her pride and dignity before him so many times, she would be vanquished by her relentless insomnia?
Ferris had told her it would be three months before she could get her Serene Rest Pills, so offending Connor was not an option. She might need his help on other sleepless nights. This realization upset Marissa because it meant her vulnerability was exposed in front of Connor
Just then, her phone rang again. This time, it was Landen. With a smile, she answered it. “Hello?”
Landen’s excitement was palpable as he nearly shouted, “Tiffany, Dr. Riss has replied to my email!”
Marissa shifted her phone away from her ear slightly. “Really? Congratulations!”
“Why are you so calm?” Landen’s tone was laced with disappointment. “Didn’t you hear me? Let me repeat. Riss just sent me an email saying she’s looking forward to seeing me at the conference. She even sent an electronic invitation!”
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