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Chapter 517
Chapter 517
"Why are you two sharing a room?" Odette immediately nailed the issue.
Violette explained, "It was pouring rain at that time, I couldn't just kick him out."
"Ah, so you guys slept in the same bed? How could you just let him sleep on the bed? He didn’t pay a
dime, and just because of a rainstorm, you gave him the chance?" Odette asked.
Violette was a bit puzzled, "We didn't do anything. Oh, he did do one thing."
"I knew he must have done something." Odette said.
Feeling the conversation was getting weird, Violette quickly interrupted her, "Odette, it's not what you're
thinking! He washed my feet."
Violette didn't want to share this, but Odette’s piercing gaze left her no choice!
After she finished, Odette started laughing triumphantly, "Mr. Bourne is really something! Those noble
hands of his, not only good for making money, but also for washing a woman's feet! Is this humble and
enduring spirit his secret to success? No wonder successful people can achieve in everything they do!
If a guy washed my feet, I'd be totally down for it!"
The room burst into laughter!
Violette felt her cheeks burning, and she held her water glass with both hands, thinking about Elijah.
Would he be mad if he found out she had shared this? After all, this could be a reason for people to
laugh at him.
Front yard.
Adrian came out for some fresh air, and surprisingly, Makayla followed him.
"Adrian, are you a doctor too?" Makayla looked up to him with admiration.
"Yes! But I'm just an ordinary doctor." Adrian blushed slightly.
Makayla gave him a smile, "It would be great if you could treat me. I don't like Dr. Sarah, nor the doctor
she recommended."
Adrian froze, "If I could, I would definitely help you."
"I believe you, Adrian." Makayla held his hand tightly, "You and Violette are good friends, you must be a
good person."
Adrian wanted to pull his hand away instinctively, as it was proper to keep a distance from the opposite
sex. But seeing her innocent eyes, and considering her mental disability, he felt guilty for even thinking
about it.
"Makayla, Violette really hopes you will get better." Adrian said.
Adrian looked at her innocent smile and said bitterly, "Makayla, Violette can't cure you now. If she
could, she wouldn't refuse just because of your brother."
"Oh! So my illness is incurable?" After asking, Makayla muttered to herself, "I think it's pretty good
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Adrian picked an iris from the flower bed and handed it to her, "This is an iris, it symbolizes hope. I
want to give it to you, hoping your future is full of hope." New chąpter avаilable oո Drąмanоvеls.cоm
Suddenly, Rita walked in and stood by his leg.