Chapter 769 - Needs (3)

"How can you be a disabled man? I just want to introduce you two to each other first. I heard that girl is especially good at cooking and taking care of people. Aren't you hurting your arm now? In case you have gotten to know each other, she would love to make a soup or something else for you."

"I'm not in the mood right now." Collin sighed.

"I'll wait for you to be in the mood." Cora gave him another choice.

Collin said impatiently, "I won't be in the mood in the future."

"Alright, tell me. Do you like that male colleague?" Cora asked coldly.

"No, I didn't!" Collin was in despair. "I like women, but I don't want to go on a blind date now!"

"Okay, then wait for this weekend. Be in a better mood. I'll introduce you to each other."

"Mom, did you listen to me? I..."

Cora hung up before he could finish speaking.

Collin stared at the screen, sitting on the sofa with a worried face. He wanted to raise his hand and press his temple, but he saw the thick white plaster.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. Collin was still sitting on the sofa. There was no other movement on the phone except for the phone call from Cora. Many people sent messages to ask him how he was doing in the lively WeChat group.

But there was one person...

Collin clicked into the takeaway order interface and scanned around but didn't buy anything. After exiting the interface, he directly dialed Roxy's number.

This time, it took eleven seconds before her raspy and mute voice came from the other end. It seemed that she had just smoked a cigarette or finished taking a shower.

"Doctor Mueller?" Roxy looked at the number.

Collin remained silent.

Roxy smiled on the other side of the line. "Do you want to hear the sound?"

"I can't use my hand because my arm is injured," Collin said in a hoarse voice.

"Well." Roxy lit a cigarette and slowly put it between her lips. After taking a puff, she asked, "You're a doctor. You don't need my help, right?"

Collin closed his eyes and stuck his ear to the phone. The silence lasted a long time before he said, "Yes."

Roxy exhaled a puff of smoke into the phone.

Collin told her the address.

Roxy remained silent. Just as Collin was about to hang up, Roxy asked, "Do you have a condom?"

Collin gritted his teeth and said, "No."

The blood all over his body heated up when he hung up the phone.

Waiting for a person to come, he had never been so eager. From the moment he hung up the phone, he had been sitting on the sofa impatiently, waiting.

He was waiting for this woman to enter his world.

Half an hour later, Roxy arrived in a long black dress and a pair of sunglasses. A hat covered her half-wet hair.

The door was open. Collin was slightly shocked when he saw her appearance.

"Can't recognize me?" Roxy took off her sunglasses and hat as she walked in, not paying attention to the plaster on his right hand. When she changed her shoes and walked into the living room, she asked, "Bone soup?"

Collin nodded.

"You only drank the soup tonight?" Roxy asked.

"No." Collin shook his head.

She walked to the kitchen and sniffed, slightly moving up the corner of her mouth.

"Why do you smile?" For no reason, Collin cheered up when her smile caught his sight.

"You should be a good cook. Why is the soup so bad?" Roxy snapped her head to look at him, "Is it because your hand is injured?"

Collin thought, 'Because of you.'

He fell his gaze on her and said, "I forgot to put the seasoning."

Roxy's eyes darted around the kitchen, then said to him, "Call for takeout."

Collin suddenly remembered what his mother had said.

"I heard that girl is especially good at cooking and taking care of people. Aren't you hurting your arm now? In case you have gotten to know each other, she would love to make a soup or something else for you."

"Make something eat for me," Collin said.

Roxy turned to look at him with surprised eyes. "Me?"

"Yes. You" He peered at her.

It was beyond Collin's expectation because he thought Roxy could not cook, and her kitchen looked like no one had cooked in it for a long time in her previous rented house.

Such a person who never cooked...

She could make noodles, soup, and salad.

"Why don't you cook over there?" Collin asked after taking a sip of the soup.

"I don't want to cook because I live alone." Roxy prepared a piece of bread and handed it to him.

"What if there is one more person?" Collin asked in a meaningful tone.

"Doctor Mueller, we agreed on it earlier." Roxy walked to the front of the coffee table for a cigarette and a lighter. Then she went to the balcony to smoke. It seemed that she thought Collin was joking.

The weather was hot and humid after raining. After finishing the meal, Collin took off his clothes with one hand and walked to the balcony. He used one hand to pull Roxy into his arms from behind, kissing her.

"Let's go in the room," said Roxy.

"Are you afraid someone will see you?" He asked.

Roxy fell her gaze on his face for a second before she said softly, "Doctor Mueller, I am afraid that you will be seen. It will not affect you well."

That was what Collin hated her the most.

Roxy always said she wanted to get rid of him, but she would tight her body with his when she came to bed.

Collin kissed the newly formed bite mark on the back of her neck before getting out of bed.

"Move over." He opened the window to breathe.

Roxy was lying on the bed with a flushed face, and her eyes were still a little lost in thought. When she heard Collin's words, she turned her head slightly to look over. Collin's initially unremarkable face seemed to be obsessed. He walked over and lowered his head to kiss her eyes and said in a hoarse voice. "Live with me."

Roxy blinked in a daze. She was shocked by the kiss.

She did not refuse.

Collin suppressed his smile, touched her lips with his.. Then he reached out for the box on the bedside table.