Chapter 233

My brain was in overdrive. "Ms. Smith, don't misunderstand."

"What do you mean? You're Troy, and Troy is you!"

"Of course, I'm John, and John is me. My parents wouldn't have gotten the name wrong."

"Don't confuse the issue. Stop muddying the waters," Jenny said seriously. "You are the Troy I'm talking about!"

She bit her lower lip, her eyes turning red. "It's you. I'm sure about that."

"Ms. Smith, please let me go. I really don't understand what you're talking about," I pleaded. "If you don't take me to the hospital, I'm gonna bleed out."

"Then tell me, are you Troy or not!"

Feeling desperate, I opened the car door.

"What are you doing?" Jenny asked.

"If you don't take me to the hospital, I'll go myself."

I stumbled out of the car, heading for the roadside.

Jenny quickly got out and helped me. "Get back in the car. I'll take you."

I shook off her hand. "Stop messing with me, Ms. Smith. You keep thinking I'm Troy, but I'm really not!"

"Fine, you're not." Her face turned cold. "I now order you, as the director, to get in the car immediately!"

Feeling cornered, I said, "Alright, you're the boss. You have the authority!"

I had no choice; there were no taxis in the dark.

But with all the outburst, the earlier issue got pushed aside.

I told myself to be extra cautious; none of these women were simple.

At the hospital, the doctor gave me three stitches. Luckily, Joseph didn't hit my face, or I'd be disfigured.

During the IV drip, Jenny sat beside me, staring blankly at me.

Her gaze made me uneasy; this woman hadn't given up yet.

I asked, "Ms. Smith, why don't you go get your phone? I can manage alone."

Jenny replied, "I already asked a friend to get it for me."

"You've been with me the whole time; when did you do it?"

Jenny opened her bag and magically pulled out a phone. "I have a spare phone!"

So that's how it was.

I urged her, "You should go. Your friend Troy must be worried about you."

Jenny asked, "Are you sure you'll be okay?"

"Yes." I kept persuading her until she finally left. As soon as she was gone, I took out my phone and frantically messaged her.

Twenty minutes later, Jenny replied, assuring me she was safe. I breathed a sigh of relief and replied, [If you hadn't replied, I would have called the police.]

Jenny: [Where are you?]

Feeling helpless, I wondered if she wanted to see me.

Troy: [Where are you?]

Jenny: [I'm at Whispering Willow Park.]

Why did she go to Whispering Willow Park?

Troy: [I'm coming to find you!]

Feeling helpless, I was about to remove the IV when she replied: [No need. I'm with my friend now. Don't worry.]

I breathed a sigh of relief; at least I didn't have to go find her in my dazed state.

Troy: [Are you sure?]

Jenny: [Yes.]

She sent a photo. In it, she was with another woman. Upon closer inspection, I realized her friend was Lily!

Troy: [Okay, message me when you get home.]

I tossed my phone aside and finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, I opened my eyes to see Lily by my bedside.

I was puzzled. "Why are you here?"

"I came last night." Lily rubbed her sleepy eyes. "You had a high fever last night and were feeling terrible."

"No, how did you know I was here?"

"Ms. Smith told me. She called and asked me to look after you."

She placed her hand on my forehead and sighed in relief. "Good, no more fever."

"Aren't you going to ask why I'm in the hospital?"

"Ms. Smith said you saved her from a group of thugs yesterday, and you got hit on the back of your head by them." She blinked. "I didn't realize you were so brave."

I thought to myself, 'Your ability to lie is quite impressive too.'

If I didn't know you two were together last night, I might have believed it.

"Yeah." I pointed to my head. "Still hurts."

"You don't need to go to the office this week. I reported it as a business trip for you," Lily said.

I nodded, spending the day lying in the hospital. A head injury is no joke.

I was also worried. I had hit Joseph yesterday, and that guy wasn't a good person. He might trace it back to me.

So, I kept thinking about how to resolve this issue.

Also, I thought Jenny would come to see me, but the whole day passed without a sign of her, not even a message.

I felt a bit hurt.

Meanwhile, I used excuses to brush off messages from Mia and the others.

I spent two days in the hospital, and during these two days, Lily took good care of me.

Although she was clumsy, I was still quite touched.

Our relationship deepened significantly.

Especially during the quiet nights, we would secretly share our feelings.

I also took the opportunity to check Lily's body.

I had always remembered this, and although Lily was very shy, she let me check to prove herself!

That night, I was exceptionally gentle. After confirming she was pure, I carefully comforted her.

Unfortunately, with my head injury, I wasn't in the best condition; otherwise, I would have had sex with her.

But we did everything except the final step.

The shy heiress, under my guidance, engaged in sexual activities with me.

She felt very comfortable during it.

I wanted to teach her how to perform oral sex, but she was too shy. This was already her limit, and I had to coax her into it by playing the injured card.

At first, she was naturally clumsy and occasionally slipped up. But with my patient teaching and guidance, she became more skilled, seemingly finding the knack and becoming more fluent.

I enjoy teaching others and praised her, which made her very happy.

I gently patted her head, telling her not to get cocky.

After a while, Lily's hands grew weak and tired. "I can't go on. You handle it yourself; I have no strength left."

Maybe it was because of my head injury, but the long-awaited excitement never came.

I sighed. Having an heiress in my arms and still having to handle it myself seemed like a waste.

"What should I do? I'm exhausted." She pouted, her forehead covered in sweat. "And don't push your luck. If it weren't for you being injured, I wouldn't have done this with you."

I said, "This is also for our future sex life. Today's practice will surely pay off in the future."

"That's to make you more comfortable." She was very shy. "I won't be fooled by you. Don't think you can make me practice again."

I have always liked people who are stubborn.

I said, "If you listen to me, I'll show you what real pleasure is today!"

"I'm not falling for it!" She bit her lip and turned her head away.

I said, "Really, I promise it will be very pleasurable, the kind that makes you forget all your worries and troubles."

She seemed a bit tempted. "What kind of pleasure?"

"Let me show you first."

I smiled wickedly and leaned down. Lily immediately started moaning.

Seeing her engrossed, I lifted my head, interrupting her pleasure. She seemed reluctant. "What's wrong?"

I said, "The pleasure I'm talking about is much greater than this!"

"No way. What you're suggesting is not possible." She quickly pulled the blanket over herself, wrapping up tightly. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I want to save the best for my wedding night. Even if it's not the wedding night, it has to be the night of our engagement."

In this regard, she was even more stubborn than I was, but I wasn't even thinking about intercourse.

If I wanted to, she wouldn't even have a chance to react.

"You misunderstood; I'm not that desperate," I said.

The Female Boss is a Masochist
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