Mio Osborne’s face changed color, his gaze bewildered as he looked at Claire Woodward.
"Doctor Woodward, are you... are you joking with ? How is it possible for sothing like this to exist in the world?"
"You don’t understand dicine, let alone Ancient Chinese dicine, so it’s normal not to know about this. But you have to trust , I wouldn’t lie to you. This perfu indeed has the effects I’ve ntioned, and I’ve combined it with sothing similar from Myanmar. Even if she doesn’t have soone in her heart, she would feel weak and lose her senses."
Claire Woodward said this while directly shoving the bottle into Mio Osborne’s hand.
Mio Osborne’s reasoning told him that he must imdiately throw away this thing, but another little voice in his mind was singing a different tune.
For a mont, Mio Osborne firmly grasped the bottle in his hand.
Claire Woodward saw Mio Osborne still hadn’t made up his mind, so she added fuel to the fire, saying, "Mio Osborne, the opportunity is right in front of you, and you’re really not going to seize it? Even I can tell Sumr Monroe doesn’t have any romantic thoughts about you. You’re just in a one-sided unrequited love. And with so many quality guys around her, not to ntion the teacher-student relationship between you two, even if there wasn’t any, without resolute determination, you’ll never be with her!"
"Shut up!" Mio Osborne’s forehead was bulging with veins.
Claire Woodward wasn’t worried at all, casually continuing, "Don’t be angry, I’m not trying to provoke you, I’m just helping you analyze. I’m telling you, a girl like her, proud and ambitious, her ambitions definitely don’t stop at a small university teacher like you. But if today you turn raw rice into cooked rice, it’s different. You can openly call your mom to propose, she’s already a college student, and there’s nothing in the law saying college students can’t marry their college teachers."
Mio Osborne clenched his teeth tightly, feeling extrely agitated.
He forcefully tugged at his tie and coldly looked at Claire Woodward, asking, "How co you have this thing on you? Are you setting up?"
"Ha!" Claire Woodward laughed twice, tilting her head up, and said, "Why would I set you up? Our moms are friends, and we are friends too. Friends don’t set up friends. If I set you up, what would I gain from it? I’m helping you!"
"Then why do you have this thing on you?"
Claire Woodward’s expression stiffened.
She didn’t want to explain, but now she needed to gain Mio Osborne’s trust.
Claire Woodward pursed her lips and said, "Because I also have a man I like but haven’t been able to get for now. I’m carrying this hoping to bump into him. But I haven’t had the chance. Now that you need it, I’ll lend it to you first. So, Mio Osborne, have you made up your mind?"
Mio Osborne fell silent.
At this mont, he was shocked to realize his possessiveness towards Sumr Monroe had reached an unprecedented level.
Sumr Monroe doesn’t like him, even hates him, he can feel it.
Sumr Monroe is like a wild horse, and he happens to be soone who loves taming wild horses.
Not to ntion marriage, if he could make Sumr Monroe bow to him and look at him with admiration and fervor from now on, that feeling... it seems quite wonderful.
Mio Osborne’s Adam’s apple moved up and down, he suddenly stood up and asked, "How do I use this? Will I also be affected?"
"Don’t worry, I have an antidote here. Take it now, then spray the perfu."
Mio Osborne expressionlessly followed the instructions...
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