It was because Lyla's pulse was normal and calm. There was nothing wrong with it.
Besides that, Lyla looked healthy too. Her cheeks were rosy, and she did not look sick at all.
Most importantly, Lyla smirked as if she had succeeded in her scheme.
"You lied to me?"
Sean was furious.
"How is that a lie?"
Lyla said, puffing her cheeks.
Sean got up to leave, but Lyla beat him to it and jumped onto his lap. The next moment, the girl tried to push Sean down onto the luxurious double bed.
However, no matter how hard Lyla tried, she could not push Sean down.
Sean sat upright as if his body was nailed to the big bed. Lyla tried all her might, but Sean would not budge.
"What do you want?"
Sean asked with a long face.
Lyla's face turned red instantly.
"Can't you tell... I'm trying to have my way with you... I give up. Will you stop being so unromantic?"
Lyla shouted angrily.
She thought she would be able to have her way with Sean this time, but Sean still sat firmly after she tried another time.
Lyla was helpless. Men had always tried to have their way with her while she lay still. It was rare for her to take initiative for once, but the man in front of her refused to play along with her.
It was upsetting for her.
It was not only upsetting but also humiliating.
Lyla was pretty. Her face and body were amazing, but Sean did not seem to feel her attraction. He was not attracted to her at all, which was devastating to her.
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