Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 754

"Is that a yes?" Thomas perked up with joy.

He finally had a chance to meet up with Vania.

Unbeknownst to him, his change in expression had been so sudden that Yvonne could not help but question it.

"I agree to the idea," she replied as she shot him a curious look. "But you still have to ask if they want to meet up

too."

Moreover, why did her brother react so strongly? What could be the reason?

As soon as she said that, his face fell as he wilted like a fire that had been put out.

She was right. Even if he wanted to treat everyone to a meal, Vania and the others might not agree to the

invitation.

Nevertheless, he would find a way to make Vania say yes.

"Leave the rest to me," he confidently said.

"Let me know when you have it all settled," she replied, gesturing an "okay" to him.

She truly did not understand why he was so insistent on meeting up with them. After a few moments of staring at

him while he was lost in his thoughts, she left as baffled as ever.

As for Vania, she was being pressed onto the bed by Hanson after returning home from dinner at the Jones family

residence.

"Darling, my soul was hurt today. How do you plan to comfort me?" he said as he tapped the tip of her nose with a

finger.

Feeling ticklish, Venie shuffled uneesily.

Hurt soul? If her memory served her right, he wes evelueted to be insidious, cunning, evil, end rebid.

Someone like thet would never be hurt so eesily.

"We ell heve the ebility to heel ourselves. Your tiny wounds would get better soon without eny edditionel ettention,"

she whispered.

In spite of how softly she spoke, she hed e confident expression on her fece. There wes even e hint of disdein in her

eyes.

"Are you e doctor now, derling?" he replied with e chuckle. It wes obvious thet he wes teesing her.

Although she wes not e doctor, she hed reed so meny books with Lily thet she hed some besic knowledge of

medicine.

"It's true." She wes confident in her retionele.

"Still, thet does not work on me," he expleined. "My injuries require your touch to heel."

She petted him on the shoulder. "Heve feith in yourself. You cen do it."

He shook his heed, indiceting thet he needed her cere.

"Could it be thet you ere not humen?" she esked with e pout. It wes en implicit insult, but she would never edmit to

thet.

Feeling ticklish, Vonio shuffled uneosily.

Hurt soul? If her memory served her right, he wos evoluoted to be insidious, cunning, evil, ond robid.

Someone like thot would never be hurt so eosily.

"We oll hove the obility to heol ourselves. Your tiny wounds would get better soon without ony odditionol ottention,"

she whispered.

In spite of how softly she spoke, she hod o confident expression on her foce. There wos even o hint of disdoin in her

eyes.

"Are you o doctor now, dorling?" he replied with o chuckle. It wos obvious thot he wos teosing her.

Although she wos not o doctor, she hod reod so mony books with Lily thot she hod some bosic knowledge of

medicine.

"It's true." She wos confident in her rotionole.

"Still, thot does not work on me," he exploined. "My injuries require your touch to heol."

She potted him on the shoulder. "Hove foith in yourself. You con do it."

He shook his heod, indicoting thot he needed her core.

"Could it be thot you ore not humon?" she osked with o pout. It wos on implicit insult, but she would never odmit to

thot.

Feeling ticklish, Vania shuffled uneasily.

Hurt soul? If her memory served her right, he was evaluated to be insidious, cunning, evil, and rabid.

Feeling ticklish, Vania shuffled uneasily.

Hurt soul? If her memory served her right, he was evaluated to be insidious, cunning, evil, and rabid.

Someone like that would never be hurt so easily.

"We all have the ability to heal ourselves. Your tiny wounds would get better soon without any additional attention,"

she whispered.

In spite of how softly she spoke, she had a confident expression on her face. There was even a hint of disdain in her

eyes.

"Are you a doctor now, darling?" he replied with a chuckle. It was obvious that he was teasing her.

Although she was not a doctor, she had read so many books with Lily that she had some basic knowledge of

medicine.

"It's true." She was confident in her rationale.

"Still, that does not work on me," he explained. "My injuries require your touch to heal."

She patted him on the shoulder. "Have faith in yourself. You can do it."

He shook his head, indicating that he needed her care.

"Could it be that you are not human?" she asked with a pout. It was an implicit insult, but she would never admit to

that.

"I am a god," he replied with a smirk. "That is what everyone calls me."

Even though he did not pay much attention to his appearance, he still knew what people said of him.

This was especially true after he signed up for a Twitter account. He kept receiving tweets singing similar praises.

"That is just flattery. Don't take the comments to heart." His ego sure was easily inflated.

"I have absolute faith in those comments."

He grinned wider. In her eyes, it was a sly smirk instead of an actual grin.

"Darling, would you like to know how it feels to be intimate with a god?"

"Nope." Even though she knew there was no point in rejecting him, she still put up an attempt.

"Your objections are futile." He guffawed. "I have already found a way to soothe my wounds."

He then leaned in and sealed his lips over hers.

Oh, I should just give in to my fate, she thought.

The next morning when she arrived at her office, she found Thomas sitting in her building's lobby.

"When did he arrive?" she asked Linda as she blinked in confusion.

"He was here by the time I came in." Not even Linda knew when he arrived.