Christopher stood up. He was about to ask Molly to get out of the car when he found that her body was stiff and tightly pressed against the back of the chair. She was serious and nervous as if her life was in danger.
"Why do you look so bad?" Christopher looked at her with one hand holding the door.
"Perhaps it's because I'm old and have stayed up late recently, I always feel palpitations. My heartbeats are too fast. Maybe something's wrong with my heart..."
At first, Molly just made an excuse for herself, but then she began to believe that it was like this.
She must have stayed up late too often and had palpitations. That was why her heart was beating so fast.
Christopher repeated, "You are old?"
Molly realized she was hurting him by saying she was old in front of Christopher.
After all, Christopher was already thirty years old.
"Mr. Christopher, you're different. You're in good health and good shape. You exercise regularly, do you?" Molly hurriedly said something nice to please him so that he wouldn't feel offended.
"Oh? You know me well." Christopher looked at her with a faint smile, "You even know if I'm in good shape or not."
Molly blushed and said, "I... I just can tell."
To make her words more convincing, Molly even pointed at him.
Actually, she knew his good shape, not by his appearance, but by her feelings. When she fell on Christopher at the studio, she felt the shape of him.
Christopher was smart and outstanding. He not only made a great success in his business but also managed to keep fit, which made Molly admire him a lot.
She couldn't do anything as Christopher did.
Every day she finished her work, she went home and fell asleep directly. Sometimes, she even forgot to take a bath.
Christopher wasn't the kind of person who cared about appearances, but Molly's words delighted him.
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