Chapter 787 Karma Is A Bitch (2/2)
Looking up at the man pressing down on her, his body moving up and down, Poppi's eyes were soon swollen and red with tears. But by the time he had finished, her tears had dried away, and her eyes blazed with hatred!
This was her first time, and she had yearned to give this first time
ity.
Tyron was suddenly jealous of the bird for being gazed upon so carefully by her; whereas, what he had gotten from her was only politeness and alienation.
”Miss Bai.” The bird was frightened away by the sound of his voice.
Emily looked back and seeing his face smiled politely. ”Oh, it's you, Doctor Fang! Thank you for... What happened yesterday...”
Having said this, she was a little uneasy when she thought again of the embarrassing situation which he had seen her in yesterday.
Seeing her expression, Tyron naturally guessed at what she was thinking about. With a consoling expression he said, ”Miss Bai, you don't have to feel embarrassed. In my eyes, you are only a patient. For me, there is no distinction between men and women. It is nothing to be ashamed of.”
Emily thought about it for a while and felt it a reasonable assurance. As a doctor, Tyron had seen so much of the human body. How could he think of it any other way? Thinking of this, Emily felt better and could relax.
But what she couldn't know, and couldn't even guess at, was that the clinical and abstinent Doctor Fang was not nearly as calm as he pretended. He couldn't help but recall the hint of her semi-nude beauty on that day, and the pale gleam of her ivory white skin.
Though she had not been overexposed. The image of her body shape haunted him. The sight of just an exquisite clavicle and white skin had fired his imagination, making him unable to forget by torturing him with flashed images of her shape.
Even last night, he had dreamed about Emily. In his dream, they threw themselves into bed, and kissed fiercely, forgetting who they were and everything around them. There were no fears, only their reflection in each other's eyes...
But the reality was always the opposite.