Trapped with the Doctor

If it pertained to work, Stevens Cheng usually had no problem explaining things to people.

Angela curled her lips in. "I'll ask someone else." She said this to Stevens, but still followed him to his office as if to ask him the question.

"Who? Chuck? Sven? or maybe Arvin, eh?"

"... Why do you ask it like that? Yes I'll ask one of them, what of it?"

Stevens had a completely different view of Angela because of her bottled concoction. "Tell me the reason why you mixed the two solutions..."

Because Angela was no hussy and always told the truth, she gladly revealed her reasons.

When they finished discussing the formula, Angela looked at Stevens with a lot of admiration. "Professor, if I'm your apprentice, I promise I will never bring shame on you! On the contrary, you will be proud of me! When I get the patent, people will know the name Angela. And they'll speak highly of you, my master. What do you think?"

Wait for a moment! Something's wrong!

Was she taking advantage of Stevens' goodwill towards her? "Okay. Let's talk about it differently..."

Angela was being too preachy and it irritated Stevens. She talked with him for a long period; so much so that eventually Stevens felt whittled down with irritation, and he finally gave up. She would become his apprentice.

In fact, it was Arvin who changed Stevens' mind, not her.

Angela called him directly when she thought Stevens would not take her on. So Arvin decided to have a chat with him.

Angela was not privy to the details of their discussion, but Arvin irritated the professor several times, and Stevens scolded him: "This is utterly unprofessional, and I don't want to see you anymore! ...... I'll have to talk to your grandmother if you carry on like this. How dare you and Angela try to bully me!"

Angela watched the conversation on the phone while munching on some pumpkin seeds, sitting on the couch waiting.

After a long while, Stevens finally hung up the phone. When he found what Angela was eating, he was completely irritated again, "You little evil...where

Jean Wen sacrificed herself for family interests. Before her husband divorced her, she made every effort to please him.

"You are inexperienced in bed," he said coldly.

"You! Give that land to my family, or I won't agree to divorce," Jean replied furiously.

"Fine. It is exactly what I am thinking about," he sneered.

she fell back in aghast, feeling something besides sexual excitement budding below her waist. Something very, very wrong.

Horror! She was menstruating!

Suddenly, she pushed Arvin off and rushed into the rest room! Arvin was completely lost!

He banged on the door in impotent frustration. Angela found something to clean herself up with.

Her face was red hot, "What's... What's up?"

"Are you playing a trick on me?" Arvin's boner was wide awake, burgeoning with power; but he would get no relief, and it sent him into a spiral.

He couldn't control himself.

When she emerged he couldn't help shoving his tongue down her throat to reignite the passion from before. He was completely lost in her sweet appearance and expected her to act docile like a cat. It was a totally different experience from the time she roofied him and playfully forced him to ejaculate while unconscious.

"No. No..." Angela said guiltily.

How bad! She couldn't tell him that she had roofied him last time they had sex. She knew it was naughty, but only mildly. She had also taken a bad drug herself for contraception which was basically poison.

Which explained the strange menstrual disorder now... It was one week early.

His present was completely in shambles.

On the bed, Angela hugged Arvin closely, "Big Wing, I will buy you a new present someday! What a wet blanket!"