Time Travel to Become Your Sweetheart novel Chapter 145

William called Robert again, threatening, "Ten minutes. If you can't arrive in time, disappear from my sight forever!"

"What? Ten minutes?"

Robert was yelling.

It had only been five minutes and he was just dressed. There were 25 minutes to go, wasn't it?

Did William make a wrong calculation? Why just ten minutes left?

"Hey, please be reasonable..."

Robert tried to ask for more time. If it was that emergent, it might be better to call for an ambulance!

However, he did not dare to say this. His waist still hurt! William did not care about him at all. He thought William so ruthless, making an unreasonable demand on him.

"Robert, what's going on?"

Busy with the launch event, Elyse had just returned home. She was changing her shoes at the door. When she saw her brother going crazy, she hurriedly asked.

"William is crazy. He asked me to get there in ten minutes!"

Robert took his medical kit and was about to run out before he could even put on his socks.

"It's cold. You don't wear socks, but at least put on a coat."

Elyse adjusted her glasses and reminded her brother rationally.

William was so anxious. It was definitely not about himself. Colin was abroad, so it was Jane who was sick.

"Ms. Jane didn't come to the company today."

Elyse reminded her brother to hurry over. Otherwise, William would really cut him off. He really would.

"My waist! You don't care about me either."

Robert grabbed a down jacket and dashed off without wearing socks.

Yesterday, he was felled by Jane's shoulder throw. How did she have a fever today?

"Robert, that's my down jacket!"

Elyse was speechless at the door.

She had just bought that red down jacket for the New Year. It was a classic version for women. It was new, and Robert would be the first one to wear it!

Robert had no time to go back. He went straight to the garage.

To arrive at the International Mansion within ten minutes, he had to drive as if he was in the international car racing.

He could make it, but there were difficulties.

Robert drove very fast. Suddenly, a motorcycle behind him sped. As the woman riding the motorcycle was beside him, she looked at him with disdain. Then she overtook like a gust of wind.

Pearl came out for a ride and saw a speeding car in front of her. The driver was a man wearing a gorgeous lady down jacket.

Disgusting!

Pearl scoffed, quickly leaving him behind.

But soon the car caught up.

"Hey, hey, hey, lady, stop!"

Robert's eyes lit up as he saw the motorcycle.

If he rode a motorcycle and took a shortcut, he might arrive within ten minutes!

He kept waving at Pearl from the back.

Pearl made a sharp turn and stopped, wanting to teach the transvestite in the car a lesson.

She felt disgusted being harassed!

Pearl stopped the car, picked up a small electric stick, and walked towards Robert, "Well, how dare you talk to me! I must teach you a lesson!"

"Lady, I'm not snatching your motorcycle. I have an emergency!"

Robert avoided Pearl's attack, grabbed her helmet, threw the car key into her hand, and emphasized, "I've got something urgent. It's not robbery!"

His driving license was in the car, so it was easy to find him.

Then Robert sped away, leaving Pearl behind.

What was going on?

She got into the car in a daze. She took out the driving license. The disgusting man was named Robert Sheen. Well, the name was not bad.

Wait, she needed to get him back!

Robert did not know this at all. He went to William at breakneck speed on the motorcycle.

After hanging up the phone, William sat beside Jane and checked the temperature of her forehead again. His gaze fell on her red face.

Ever since Jane was kidnapped, she had practiced yoga, and got stabbed for him. She had indeed lost a lot of weight, and her temperament was very different from the past.

She changed a lot. She always put him and Dayton first, and always tried to be strong before them.

Jane...

Suddenly, his heart ached.

William touched his chest, wondering why he would have this strange feeling.

He was even-tempered. He would just get angry when his subordinates did something stupid.

He did not have strong emotions. Then, why would he have this feeling?

"I'm here! You don't need to cut me off!"

Robert arrived about thirty seconds before the deadline. He rushed over with medicine and needles.

"I'd killed myself to get here. You may need to see me in the police station tomorrow."

It had been just ten minutes since he received the call. He ran the red lights all the way and was scolded by countless drivers who had been overtaken by him.

And he even snatched a motorcycle. He hoped that he wouldn't be arrested by the police tomorrow.

The owner of the motorcycle looked fierce. He might suffer.

It was just a fever. Was it really necessary to be so urgent?

Robert originally thought that Jane had caught a small cold and a low fever. However, when he saw Jane lying on the bed unconscious, her face flushed red, he looked at William in surprise, "What did you do to her?"

She was so seriously ill. Why didn't he send her to the hospital but called him over?

Robert was stunned.

Although Jane had been wrapped, Robert noticed the hickeys on her neck.

"It looks wild."

They were not made recently, so he supposed it was very wild at that time.

As a man, William should be gentle. How could he do this in such a wild way!

"Shut up!" William glanced at Robert coldly.

Robert did not dare to speak, but he was quietly feeling sorry for Jane.

William finally had the sexual drive, and Jane was his only woman, so Robert could understand that he was that wild.

"What are you waiting for? My pleadings?"

William spoke again. Robert quickly walked to Jane. But she was wrapped up like a mummy. He really did not know how to treat her.

"Just treat in this way. She has a fever."

William coughed with embarrassment and said coldly.

"Let me make it clear first. I am a doctor. I touched her because I need to treat her. I am a professional doctor. You can't get even with me later."

Robert covered his face. Doctors treated patients regardless of their gender. He could not even remember how many women he had treated.