My Arrogant Fiancée Is an All Round Genius

Chapter 12 Allow No Touch

In the psychological clinic, Myrna walked through the long corridor with ease and got what she wanted in the counseling room.

The psychiatrist was unexpectedly young in his early twenties at most. His pair of slanted eyes were more seductive than Blake's. He was wearing a V-neck black T-shirt under a big white gown, and the collar was almost down to the chest. He wasn't satisfied yet and still wore a silver skull necklace around his neck. The teeth of the sterling silver skull shine sharply and domineeringly in the

sun.

But he really couldn't control his mouth.

"Myrna, why did you keep hanging up on me?"

Myrna poured all the pills into the gum box and then threw the labeled medicine bottle into the trash can without raising her head. "I was having lunch."

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Chapter 12 Allow No Touch

She felt more relaxed in this place and stood idly.

Martin Clough didn't accept her explanation. He leaned forward and forced Myrna to look at his extremely handsome face. "Is lunch more important than me?"

Myrna frowned and

"Don't come near me. I'm afraid

away

would punch you.

going

leaned back and kept some distance between them. He said with a handsome face filled with resentment, "I'm your boyfriend after all. You don't have to be so ruthless, right?" Myrna corrected his

with Lawson. I have been your back- up for

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joking or being serious. She impatiently pushed his hand away and frowned. "I won't think about it! Haven't we tried it before? You couldn't turn me

three days with me?" Martin only felt gloomy, and his handsome face darkened with anger. He gritted his teeth as if squeezed out words from between them. "As long as you are willing to try

after three

hold Myrna's hand. Now Myrna claimed he wasn't sexually

you to get rid of

was quite angry. She said coldly and mercilessly, "No. You

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"Fuck!"

to reply. He held his forehead and argued with her angrily, "What do you mean by saying I can't? Myrna, it's obviously your problem, okay? What the hell do you think is wrong with you? When a man touches you, you feel disgusted and depressed. I have consulted the most popular gigolo in Melcester. He has met countless women but has never heard of this kind of

couldn't help but