Chapter 200 The First Time You Felt Uncomfortable?

Beatrice finally managed to drive the car out of the parking lot and drove steadily on the road Others saw the car she drove and dared not get angry, they could only give in a ferle When the journey was halfway, there were noticeably more vehicles commuting on the road.

She was a little flustered and, while avoiding the vehicles, she also slammed on the brakes a few times.

"Beatrice, when was the last time you drove?"

Caden rubbed his forehead, feeling like he was about to be shaken out of his senses even without

a concussion.

Beatrice tightened her grip on the steering wheel, reminiscing, about the past, realizing that something wasn't quite right over eight years ago.

Finally, she whispered, "Sophomore year,"

Although Monica had taught her to drive early on, she didn't have a car, so she didn't have the opportunity to practice.

"Park on the side," Caden said with a hint of resignation in his tone.

Beatrice parked the car by the roadside.

After Caden got off the car, he sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seatbelt. Suddenly, there was an extra person beside her, and Beatrice became even more nervous. She instinctively looked at him and asked, "And then?" Caden's lips curved suddenly, as he pinched her chin and turned it: "Then look at the road. Tu right up ahead."

"Oh."

Although Beatrice held the steering wheel, her mind was in chaos, and she could only follow Caden's instructions.

The car continued to move at a snail's pace.

Caden sat quietly, occasionally giving directions, not getting angry at all about her lack of confidence in driving the luxury car.

Finally, the car was safely parked in the garage without any incident.

"We arrived," Beatrice breathed a sigh of relief.

She couldn't afford to pay for the expensive car if it got damaged.

Caden didn't hurry to get off the car. He raised his hand and checked his watch: "Beatrice, congratulations, it's a half-hour journey, and you drove for one hour and three minutes." Beatrice retorted, "Uncle Caden, no matter what, I did manage to bring you back safely, I..." "Cough, cough, cough."

Caden clenched his fist and coughed violently, as if he was about to vomit. Brend seemed to say

dizziness and vomiting. a say that

concussion would cause Beatrice didn't continue speaking and got off the car. She walked around to the passenger side (**) 14.05

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and opened the door, reaching out her hand towards Caden.

"Uncle Caden, let me help you up."

"Um."

Caden

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out to embrace Beatrice in

by the man's breath and couldn't

me?" Caden said

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went upstairs. She entered the house, helped him sit on the sofa, and then placed the medicine bag on the table. She opened the medicine bag and

the words fell,

now. The nanny took a day off today, so I kindly ask

in your house used to

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over an expression that was neither a smile

his gaze for a few seconds,

you doing? "Isn't it supposed to be eaten after a meal? I happen to be a little hungry, so I'll go make something to eat. Ahem..." Caden

all, anyway, the person was returned, and

to put on her shoes, she heard the sound of a bowl breaking in the kitchen. She hesitated for a moment, and then ran over

"Uncle Caden..."

an arm wrapped around her waist and forcefully pulled

came to

at him sideways and said,

never tire

"You..."

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her to finish, the man placed his other hand on her cheek and gently

her.

Beatrice standing barefoot, loosening her grip on her slightly. "You're not wearing any shoes?" Beatrice subconsciously wiggled her toes, "Your slippers are too big, uncomfortable. It's not that I'm in a hurry and didn't wear

gazed at her, with a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Beatrice felt

picked up the whole person and placed them on the Nakashima

"Don't move."

picked up the glass shards from the ground, throwing them into the trash

no fragments. When Beatrice was about to leave, her body was blocked by a man on the desk. She leaned back a little, raised her hand to stop him from getting closer, and changed the subject, saying, "Uncle Caden, aren't you hungry? Shall I cook Shall I cook some porridge for

Caden muttered in a

did you

met Caden's direct and domineering gaze, as if she had been targeted by a wild beast, causing her

was low and hoarse as he said,

bit her lip, and under the light, her rosy

in resistance when it was grabbed, forcefully

ink-like eyes stared deeply at her, "Beatrice, patience also has its

with heat. She was thinking about how to refuse when her knee was pushed open by someone. When he

lit the scented candles. She was clearly enduring

that

he crossed the

aspect of

said, "Is this the first

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