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Chapter 126: He should consider seeing a psychiatrist

She once said that his one-handed matchstick-striking gesture was quite charming. Was she acting?

Heloise really didn't want to bother with him, but he was pushing her step by step. She lifted her gaze, collided with his deep eyes, and said with a sly smile, "Mr. Wordsworth, how about I twist your knee bones a bit and then soothe you? What do you think?"

To see how he would interpret the word "pretending" later on.

She expected Reginald's face to turn even darker at this comment. However, he unexpectedly stared at her with a strange excitement in his eyes. The next moment, she was lifted up by him.

Reginald held her, kicked the door open, and walked downstairs without a word. The living room was exceptionally quiet, illuminated by the light and the fragrance of hyacinth.

The wheelchair downstairs was still not put away. Reginald put Heloise down and sat in the wheelchair, casually stepping on the coffee table. He reached down, rolled up his trouser leg to the knee, and then picked up
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