The doctor had encountered uncomfortable situations like this in the past where a victim was rendered helpless in a relationship with no lifeline to help them out of their situation.
Gathering up her courage, the doctor reminded herself to be wary of the surroundings.
Walking back into the room with the result in hand, the doctor decided to sneak her card later inside the bedroom for Yanyan's disposal to call for help.
Who knew if the heir whose face was sculpted by the gods was a serial killer? Better be safe than sorry.
Cooper's eyes opened wide when the bedroom door flung open. He was half drowsy and alert at the same time that it surprised him.
He blinked twice to clear his vision before shaking the bed to wake Yanyan up. In his head he was grumbling how there would be no way that he would ever touch her again.
