Chapter 223: Don't Worry, I Won't Do Anything to You!

Roy Lewis didn't drink alcohol, but right now, he stood stubbornly like a drunkard at Richelle Dunn's doorstep, repeatedly dialing a call that no one answered.

Perhaps it was pity from heaven for Roy Lewis, as on his third call attempt, he finally heard Richelle's panting voice.

"Mr. Lewis, are you done with work?"

Roy Lewis didn't say much, "Richelle, I'm at the door, open up!"

More than just hearing her voice, he wanted to truly see her, even touch and hold her.

Richelle, who had just finished taking a shower, quickly ran out with her wet hair, opened the door, and saw Roy Lewis standing outside, frowning.

Richelle hurriedly moved aside to let him in, "Mr. Lewis, what's wrong?"

Roy Lewis frowned and weakly replied to her.

"Headache!"

Richelle quickly took Roy Lewis' arm, helping him into her home.

"Why the sudden headache? Weren't you fine this afternoon?"