\"Come on, you're a big-shot CEO, and you just roam around without any bodyguards?\" Lydia asked, her tone laced with disbelief. "Lysander always rolls deep with his entourage. And here you are, Ethan, not a single martial arts move up your sleeve, walking around "I came here for you, so I didn't bring any bodyguards," Ethan explained. "I was worried bringing too many would make you think I'm just showing off."

unprotected."

Lydia chuckled, shaking her head. "Why would I care whether you bring bodyguards or not? Why would I think you're showing off?"

"See? I'm just too worried about what you think of me," Ethan said, a hint of frustration in his voice. "You... I..." Lydia found herself at a loss for words. She was both annoyed and embarrassed.

She was trying to have a serious conversation, and here he was, diverting the topic to her.

Does this guy ever stop flirting, no matter the time or place?

"Alright, alright, let's just drop it. My bad, okay?" Ethan quickly apologized upon seeing Lydia's flustered expression. He realized she was a woman who had never been in a relationship before; even the slightest hint of romance and she was out of her depth. He knew he had to tread lightly. Lydia was sensitive and inexperienced. The last thing he wanted was to genuinely upset her.

"You should just go to the hospital. I can't be bothered to argue with you anymore." Lydia had just finished dealing with a few troublemakers with such elegance and precision, yet now she found herself blushing over Ethan's words.

She really didn't want to continue this conversation with Ethan.

never serious for

have some antiseptic at your place, right?

take you home with me?" Lydia glared at

I can't exactly drive back," Ethan said, looking pitiful

a taxi!" Lydia was firm, and without another word, she

it hurts so bad,"

paying

rupture my spleen?" Ethan's agonized voice continued from

I'm dying..." Ethan's voice grew even more pained,

resolve melted, and she quickly turned around, walking back

stomach, unable to straighten up and looking genuinely

supported him, asking worriedly, "What's wrong? Can

hand, feigning weakness. "I don't think I can make it, Dr. Lydia.

you let my family

IMS

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