My Wife Is An All-Around Expert

In the hallway, Robert’s tone held a note of seriousness. “Meggy, why have you been avoiding me these past few days? Aren’t we friends?”

Megan lifted her gaze to meet Robert’s, her expression devoid of emotion. “Yes, we are friends, and that’s precisely why we should maintain some distance.”

Furrowing his brow deeply, Robert asked, “Why should friends keep their distance?”

Megan subtly arched an eyebrow. “Because of the distinction between men and women. If you were a woman, perhaps we could be best friends.”

Megan had skillfully communicated that they could be friends, but she had no interest in pursuing a romantic relationship with Robert.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Robert appeared to grasp the meaning behind her words. He hesitated for a moment, his expression growing troubled. “Why can Skyler do it but not me?”

Megan's icy expression revealed her discomfort. “Do you have to remind me of my past relationship failures?”

Robert appeared somewhat at a loss. “Meggy, that’s not what | meant...”

As Robert gazed at Megan, he suddenly found himself speechless, wearing a regretful expression.

Sophia’s heart sk ipped a beat. She felt that the man who had assisted her yesterday, who had sported that mischievous smirk, shouldn't be in this situation. He should be carefree and not so readily reveal his vulnerability to outsiders.

Sophia wore a melancholic expression, yet she couldn't bring herself to depart.

Megan appeared somewhat agitated. “Alright, | need to get back to work. You should head back, too.”

After Megan finished speaking, she returned to the Information Technology Department. However, just as she turned, Robert grasped her arm. “Megan!”

Megan looked at him with a calm demeanor. “Do you have something else to say?”

Robert's expression shifted, and finally, he mustered a forced, stiff smile. “Just as you said, we're friends, despite the gender difference and the need for some distance, but... could you please refrain from avoiding me in the future?”

Megan glanced at Robert. “I won’t avoid you.”

With that, Robert heaved a sigh of relief and watched Megan return to the Information

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His gaze carried a trace of desolation, and he frustratedly tousled his hair. How had he ended up like this?

Mr. Foster, who was once known for his carefree ways, had suddenly become so overly cautious! When did this transformation occur?

Robert’s mood was downcast, and at that moment, he suddenly heard someone call his name. “Mr. Foster!”

Meanwhile, Majoric was approaching Foreverie Jewelry when a taxi unexpectedly sped past her, colliding with her vehicle. Majorie seethed with anger early in the morning. She stepped out of her car and pointed an accusatory finger at the taxi driver. “Didn't you notice the speed limit of 25 miles per hour on this road? Were you in such a rush to meet your maker?”

The taxi driver stepped out of his vehicle, wearing an apologetic expression. “Miss, I’m truly sorry. My passenger had an urgent matter, and | wanted to get him to his destination as quickly as possible. | sincerely apologize.”

Majorie’s anger subsided a bit upon hearing his explanation, but her tone still carried a hint of resentment. “Is a simple apology sufficient? Look at what your reckless driving. has done to my car!”

It was early morning, and her mood had already been ruined!

Majorie vented her frustration verbally but had no real intention of taking further

action.

However, the taxi driver hesitated momentarily before reluctantly saying, “So, how much do you think is fair compensation? And I'll reimburse you accordingly.”

His taxi was independent not affiliated with any company. If necessary, he could file for insurance to cover any damages beyond his means.

Majorie was momentarily taken aback, and her irritation grew. “What do you mean by that? Are you insinuating that I’m attempting to extort money from you?”

Initially, she had no such intentions, but the taxi driver’s response had soured her mood!

As Majorie continued to voice her frustrations, the rear door of the taxi suddenly swung

open.

To her

surprise, she found herself momentarily stunned by the appearance of the person stepping out. His good looks were astonishing, and his demeanor exuded an air

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of elegance, resembling a character plucked straight from the pages of a novel genuine young aristocrat!

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Majorie, known for appreciating aesthetics, was utterly captivated by the individual. stepping out of the taxi. His striking appearance practically entranced her.

However, the moment he opened his mouth, Majorie, known for her sharp tongue, felt an irresistible urge to grab her shoe and give him a piece of her mind.

The passenger in the taxi turned out to be none other than Abel on his way to the hospital for urgent surgery.

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The passenger in the taxi turned out to be none other than Abel on his way.

y to the hospital for urgent surgery. He had urged the taxi driver to hurry multiple times due to the time-sensitive nature of his journey. If it weren’t for his insistence, the taxi driver wouldn’t have collided with Majorie’s car. Frustration had finally gotten the better of

him.

Abel cast an icy stare at Majorie and said, “Aren’t you trying to extort money from him? You look well-dressed and sophisticated. Was the damage to your car really that severe? Besides, the taxi driver has already explained that it was my urgency that led to this situation. Why are you being so insistent?”

Majorie was momentarily lost for words. “You... You're distorting the facts here. The accident wasn’t my fault, so why can’t | seek compensation? Just because | dress nicely, does that make me guilty? Your argument doesn’t hold water!”

If it weren’t for his stunning appearance, she would have given him a piece of her mind without a second thought.

Abel raised an eyebrow as he heard these words. Majorie’s argument did hold some

truth.

However, he was racing against time, dealing with a matter of life and death, and couldn’t afford to waste any more time reasoning with her.

With a quizzical expression, he looked at Majorie and spoke firmly, “Give me your card number, and I'll cover the damages for the driver.”

In Majorie’s eyes, Abel's actions were nothing short of arrogant.

Unable to contain her frustration any longer, Majorie took a step forward, her emotions running high. “Do you think I’m doing this for the money? All | want is some decency! Can't you watch your words...”

But before she could finish her sentence, Majoric suddenly let out a piercing scream. Her foot slipped, and her body twisted awkwardly.

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She ended up contorting into an uncomfortable S-shape, struggling to hold onto the car, and gave Abel a pained and indignant look. “You jinx! It seems like I’ve fallen into the worst kind of misfortune today. How is it that nothing good can happen on such a beautiful morning!”

Abel hadn’t anticipated that this woman would twist her ankle while walking and event manage to strain her back. She was indeed a peculiar case.

He furrowed his brow, approached Majoric, and examined her foot. He then calmly remarked, “It’s not too serious. You haven't injured any bones.”

Majoric, still in pain and frustration, retorted, “Just because it’s not serious doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt!”

Ignoring her protests, Abel stood up and gently pressed her waist.

Majorie immediately screamed, “Ah! This is inappropriate! Who gave you the right to touch my waist?”

Abel couldn't contain his frustration any longer and retorted. “Why are you screaming? I’m a doctor, and I’m just checking the severity of your sprain!”

Being a doctor, he couldn't simply ignore an injured person.

In response, Majorie shot back angrily, “Well, even if you’re a doctor, you can’t just touch a woman’s waist like that! You claim to be a doctor, but who knows if you're the real deal? If you’re a doctor, show me your medical license!”

Abel, feeling his blood pressure rising, struggled to control his anger. “Who would carry a medical license on them? You must be seriously ill!”

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