He was only trying to check her pulse, yet that was considered taking advantage of her?
This girl was really spoiled.
“Oh Phoebe, this is part of the rules in Food and Medicine Hall,” Blake hurriedly tried to convince her to receive treatment. “You have to let them know about your condition, and only then will they be able to prepare food that suits your needs.”
With a cold face, Phoebe said, “No way! How can a peasant touch me with his filthy hands?”
The comment would have pissed off most people, but Thomas was amused instead. He had seen a lot of people, but this was the first time he had seen a lady with such a melodramatic personality.
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