Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 295

Felicia and the person on the other end of the line didn't speak.

The only sound that came through the receiver was the faint breath on the other end, occasionally interrupted by a slight electrical buzzing.

Bored, she fiddled with her phone in one hand and picked the label on a herb rack with the other, slowly peeling it off.

Finally unable to take it anymore, she pursed her lips and asked irritably, "What are you doing?"

"You tell me. What do you think I'm doing?"

A deep, clear voice responded, tinged with amusement. She pressed the phone to her ear, and when the words came through, they felt almost as if the warmth of his breath was brushing against her ear, sending a tickling sensation down her spine. Felicia nearly sprained her back from the provocative tone!

She realized then that the once aloof and indifferent Stephan, whom people had once regarded as an untouchable deity, now seemed to have become someone entirely different.

After experiencing intimacy, he had unlocked some hidden side of him. Not only did his skills in bed become effortless, but his ability to speak seductive words also seemed to come naturally. She gritted her teeth. "You're shameless... Goodbye!"

Just as she was about to hang up, she heard his innocent voice say, "Tsk... Why do you always think like that?"

speechless. He even played the

busy inside the clinic. One of them noticed her and was surprised. "Ms.

she thought. She then touched her face and

couldn't help it. Certain images kept flashing in her

she could be easily swayed by

throat to cover it up. "It's too stuffy inside. You guys continue. I'm going out to

continued their tasks-consulting, performing acupuncture, prescribing-everything

cool breeze cleared her head a little. It was rare for the weather in Khogend to be so clear-it was

in the afternoon, and she agreed. After leaving the clinic, she took a taxi

had made the meal herself-three dishes and a soup. They were all delicious and full of

eating, Felicia cleaned the

then went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, as was their unspoken

en novelxo

there was a knock at

came from apartment 702,

busy in the kitchen with the sound of water running, she walked out quietly. The person knocking

and a tarnished reputation, his dreams of a promotion were shattered, and he

almost every day, either