Chapter 262

A woman suddenly collided into Dr. Brice, causing his phone to tumble onto the ground. Dr. Brice had used this phone for many years, and he frowned as he looked down at the woman sprawled on the pavement.

“Are you alright?” he asked politely, extending a hand to help her up.

The woman, however, glared at him. “Don’t you look where you’re going?”

If his memory served him right, it was she who had charged into him. But he chose not to argue, instead bending down to pick up his cracked phone.

“I’m sorry,” he said gently.

Seeing that she had no inclination to accept his help, he turned to leave.

“Wait!” The woman called from behind him.

Dr. Brice turned back to look at the woman. She was beautiful, her long hair reaching her waist. There was something familiar about her.

He sifted his memories, then asked, “Have we met somewhere before?”

At this, Annalise Hansen broke into laughter as she replied, “Sir, are you still using pickup lines from the 70s?”

She attempted to stand, but a sharp pain shot through her ankle, causing her to fall back onto the ground. Luckily, Dr. Brice was quick to react, catching her before she could hit the ground again.

Instead of a thank you, however, what greeted him was a shriek, followed by a resounding slap.

The force of the slap nearly knocked him off balance.

It was only when the woman glared at his hand did he realize that he had caught her right at her chest.

He suddenly pushed Annalise away, causing an unprepared Annalise to fall on the ground once again and sat on the floor.

“I’m sorry,” Dr. Brice apologized, looking at Annalise who was now sitting on the ground.

Rubbing her bottom, she queried, “Are you doing this on purpose?”

“What?”

“Never mind. Help me up! I think I sprained my ankle…” Annalise extended her hand toward Dr. Brice.”

He helped her up, only to hear her ask, “Do you always harass women like this?”

Brice helped her onto a nearby bench. He then crouched down to examine her ankle.

skirt, Annalise instinctively drew back her leg.

are you doing?” she demanded, “I’m

Dr. Brice replied,

turned into a

hand to hit him.

her hand and told her, “You have a sprained ankle, but thankfully, it’s not dislocated and there are no fractures. You’re

a sprain? How can you be sure it’s not dislocated or broken? You pressed too

Brice turned and laughed, then scooped

Annalise asked, gripping his shoulders in

immediately changed the subject and said to Dr.

challenging as Annalise. She had charged into him,

and got into the driver’s seat. As

want to go to the police?” He asked her defiantly as

and Dylan accidentally told Elliot about watch the fun, but she hadn’t

began to analyze the him based on the car he was driving, and how might be a con artist?”

“How do you know

had learned to analyze

she

and finally said

don’t have any jewelry, no status-showing watch, no ring, no necklace, no tattoos. Yet, you’re driving a car that’s only worth $30,000. I guess you’ve just come from an important event, dressed neatly, maybe out of vanity or to deceive others. You’re not wearing a watch, perhaps because you don’t have

her analysis, Dr. Brice gave her a

didn’t take Annalise to the police station. He took her straight to Tranquil

everyone in the hospital was familiar with his name. Considering his recruitment was personally overseen by the hospital director,

dressed immaculately and accompanied by an attractive woman, they were

the surgical department. Upon meeting Dr. Brice, the head of surgery, Dr. Anstice, asked with a smile,

turned to him,

I found this patient on the street.” She turned to Dr. Brice and said, “I’m perfectly fine, I don’t

“Your name.”

“Annalise.”

“Your age.”

“Eighteen.”

repeated,

slightly and answered somewhat guiltily,

laugh at this, while Dr. Brice added, “Ms. Annalise, you

“Your…”

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