Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 101 Cold War

"Well, what a coincidence. I just have an agenda, so you came out."

Leaning against the door, Sarah heard Emily's words through the crack in the door.

"What's the matter?"

Then the voice belonging to the man sounded.

"I have an assignment to be translated to English, but I have other works on hand. I'm going to the new

school tomorrow morning. Could you please..."

The unsaid words were self-evident.

The document was on her chest, holding on her hands.

The thin suspender nightdress folded with the graceful figure, and the position of the bulge was about

to come out at the moment the document was out of hand.

Her collarbone was also very delicate.

The woman smiled and pulled her long hair with a faint perfume, "That's very kind of you."

"Emily, why do you dress like this?" Andrew asked at this time.

Emily took a look at herself. There was nothing wrong with her dress.

Andrew focused on Sarah's door at this time, deeply and anxiously.

"Whether you are going out, as long as you are not in the room, put on more clothes." A man advised

in a faint voice.

Heard this, Emily was slightly stiff and felt unspeakable embarrassed. She thought that he would like to

see her dressed like this...

After all, she was confident of her figure.

Emily breathed quickly so that her chest raised and fell considerably. She pursed with entanglement,

helplessly.

She covered her chest and smile purely, "OK, I see."

But she felt wronged.

Andrew took a glance at the document and riffled through it. But he glimpsed at the closed door from

time to time and then became anxious again.

It was only then that Emily noticed his abnormal behavior.

"Andrew, what's the matter with you?" The woman asked curiously.

Andrew had nothing to do at this time and Sarah's angry look was still in his mind, so he simply asked

Emily, "What does it mean to sleep in separate bedrooms?"

The woman crouched behind the door in the darkness heard his words so that she suddenly opened

her eyes.

"Is Sarah in here?"

Emily asked wonderingly.

Leaning against the door and hugging her knees, Sarah listened silently, unaffected.

She was so silent that her breath couldn’t be heard in darkness.

"Yes."

Andrew nodded.

The woman felt like being pierced at heart by a needle. The needle was small, but to the point.

The corners of Emily's mouth were stiff for three seconds. She came to her sense and responded

calmly, "Andrew, why do you always make her angry and sad? You just got married. Have you ever

thought about the future?"

"That's in the future. Now, what do you think?"

At this moment, Emily turned into her room to put on a coat and then she went out and smiled, "It's a

little cold. I can't bear it. I'll talk to her. After all, there are more common topics between women."

There was no doubt that Andrew agreed.

Two knocks at the door.

There was just one door among them.

"..." No one responded.

Emily didn’t give up so she kept on knocking. This time she said directly, "Sarah, it's me. I want to talk

to you for a while. Have you gone to sleep?"

In the room, Sarah had already stood up to turn on the light. She found the bed, replaced the sheets

with a new one and turn to lie on the bed.

There was still no one to answer them.

Sarah sneered, but she had nothing to talk with her.

Seeing that she didn't open the door, Emily had to give up.

"She May fall asleep. Andrew, you should discuss with her later. Women always want to discuss."

Andrew stared at the closed door with desire to conquer.

"Let her go."

Finished that, Andrew turned into the room with the document Emily gave him and shut the door

violently. The sound shook the people on the floor. Even people who had fallen into sleep was shocked

to wake.

On the big bed, Anne shuddered in fright by the loud noise. She held the man above her and blushed,

"What...What happened?"

She gasped and asked.

"Are you Andrew's father or Sarah's mother? Who cares what they do?"

"Aren't you curious? Do...do we make too much noise?"

He violently kissed her.

"No. I've restrained myself. It’s comfortable at home."

On the balcony, kitchen... It’s too confining here.

Anne was immediately too ashamed to raise her head. His handsome and deep face were covered

with sweat, extremely sexy. His red lips made him looked like a beautiful male vampire.

He sucked her blood every day!

The little woman smiled, hugged his neck and nuzzled like a pink cute rabbit with soft and cute face,

"Ernest, what should I do if you don't love me? Will you get tired of me?"

"No." Ernest blurted it out without thinking about it.

Anne bit his ear, "Nonsense. Men are all the same. They discard their women as soon as they get tired

of her! I completely belong to you now. If you want to walk out on me, you have nothing to lose."

"Little devil, how can you say that? Are you at a loss?"

He showed her again and again what was meant by "no-lose" with exquisite technology.

They sweated all night.

The next day, Sarah waked up and saw that she was still in the place where she slept yesterday. Good.

She didn't dream.

It was really hell that he came in on condition she locked the door.

Because they just slept in separate rooms, Sarah didn’t take all her luggage from Andrew's room, so

she had to go back in slippers. She felt a little dizzy.

She simply regarded it as a sign of pregnancy from time to time.

Back to the room, Sarah did not see that people. She changed clothes and put on a light makeup as

usual. She was born beautiful and had delicate skin so she only penciled the eyebrows.

Makeup would be incomplete if eyebrows weren’t penciled.

With eyebrows, others could be ignored.

She still didn’t see Andrew.

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She didn't care where he went. He shall most probably go on with his work. After all, they would stayed

for three more days.

Until Anne and Ernest came to the doorway. Sarah was surprised to realize that something strange.

It turned out that two people were gone.

"You...You’re awake."

She couldn't find the right words but to greet them.

Anne walked in and began to complain before entering the door, "It's going too far. I just asked him do

you wake up. Andrew was efficient and decisive in the morning like eating a bomb. He glared at me.

How could I know that you slept in separate rooms? He drove away with Emily. Sarah, no, I can't stand

this!"

Ernest stood beside her with a stagnant face, "Little devil, your little mouth is much more dishonest

than that one."