Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 177 I Will Not Open The Door For You If You Come Too Late

“Andrew, why don’t you tell me you have already found Sarah?”

At midnight, a phone call disturbed Andrew’s sweet dream.

Andrew, standing under the moonlight, looked indifferent, and the moonlight also brought the chillness

to his face.

The woman’s voice on the phone was sharp. “Since you knew I also worried about Sarah, why didn’t

you tell me that? Or you still hated me at the very beginning?”

The man just heard quietly and didn’t say anything.

The woman kept blaming and it lasted almost five or six minutes.

“No, I don’t hate you.”

He answered indifferently, while his eyes were as bottomless as the beast in the darkness.

The woman said immediately. “Are you too busy? Even you have no time to call me and tell me this

matter! What do you think I am? Do you plan to isolate me like this?”

She was telling him about her grievance.

Andrew Bask glanced at Sarah Cox on the bed. Under the silky quilt, Sarah was in a deep sleep.

The moonlight broke into the bed-curtain, and shined her soft face, which was a perfect scenery in the

darkness.

He said. “What if you know she has come back? There were no difference even if I told you this

before.”

“Would you tell me this if I didn’t call you?”

Andrew said coldly. “I will if I’m not busy.”

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“I don’t know.” His cold voice spread in the room covered by the moonlight.

Emily stood in her room, being shined by the same moon, in a red nightdress.

The dress was so short that it only covered part of her thighs. As long as she moved, her leg ends

would be shown.

Her long hair and red lips decorated her white collarbone. She looked attractive in the darkness.

Emily sat on the bed, and felt lonely and empty.

She wanted Andrew to stay with her here, but she knew he would never come to find her. There was

only herself suffering from the lone night.

“What about...Sarah’s baby?” Emily asked cautiously.

“There is no baby anymore.” Andrew said without hesitation.

A flash of joy appeared in Emily’s eyes.

“How?”

“Matthew Scott forced her to take the abortient. I have remembered this hatred.”

His voice was full of hatred.

Emily was stunned by this word. She repeated his word. “Matthew Scott forced Sarah to take the

abortient? Why did he do that?”

“You should ask him, not me.” Andrew’s voice sounded serious.

Emily coughed to cover her embarrassment.

“Andrew, please don’t hang up the phone in such a hurry. Tell me about Sarah’s situation.”

“Do you want to know that?”

“Of course! I worry her much. I’ve tried to contact you all day yesterday. There was only Sandy Wilson

in your company, and he even refused to tell me where you were. I even thought you...you disappeared

because of the great sorrow! You two should not let me worry so much.”

“Fine, I know. It’s three o’clock now.”

“Andrew...”

Andrew had hung up the phone.

Emily stared at the phone screen. She had specially set a special contact name for Andrew Bask.

Emily was unconvinced. Especially when the matter happened, Andrew became more indifferent to her.

Did Andrew blame her for her request to ask Sarah to take the passport for her? That should be the

origin of the matter.

The darkness at night always aroused the origin desire of people. Especially as a woman without any

bedmate, Emily felt endless loneliness now.

Emily lowered her head to check her pretty body. It was perfect, with the plum parts and slender parts,

the long hair, and the white neck. It was the most admirable body for men.

She thought she should be at the top-level among women. After all, there were so many male teachers,

and even her students who wanted to chase her.

There were many intentional encounters, and some unskilled behaviors to please her.

Emily just pretended to find nothing, and gave back them a soft smile. She didn’t refuse, and didn’t

accept their kindness.

There was also a male teacher who even wanted to get divorced for her. Emily came back from City S

before, and she had no one to pick up her, so she casually called someone.

Soon the male teacher’s wife got this matter, and was enraged. The couple augured fiercely and even

wanted to get divorced.

Emily turned more starved for such special feelings.

She picked someone in the contact list, and called him.

“It’s me. Are you free tonight?”

The man was shocked as he received Emily’s phone call, and now he turned surprised after hearing

such a great invitation.

Emily smiled and lured the man with a sweet voice. “You should come quickly, or I will not open the

door for you if it’s too late.”

...

The next day, Sarah, still in the sleep, squinted. She felt the sunlight too dazzling, so she turned her

body aside to continue sleeping.

“Are you awake?”

Sarah heard this voice in her dream, so she suddenly opened her eyes and saw his sharp chin.

She rubbed her eyes, and finally saw his tense face. “Hey, what’s going on?”

He smiled, touched her head, and then embraced her body. “Keep sleeping. I’m here to accompany

you while you’re in confinement.”

The same as giving birth to a baby, abortion also needed the confinement.

Sarah was stunned, and then said indifferently. “You have no need to do this. You should deal with your

work in the company. I can take good care of myself.”

It seemed that she had bothered him too much, so she should stop disturbing his work.

“Sandy is there.”

Meanwhile, Sandy, in the company, shouted with gloom. “Mr. President! Please come back! I’m too

busy!”

“Sandy is just a secretary. You’re so shameless to ask a secretary to do so much work without paying

him more salary.”

Why did this woman...enjoy so much dissing him?

“I can take care of myself. Or you can call Anne here. You just go to work.”

Sarah then turned around and didn’t look at him anymore.

Andrew frowned. It was such a great kindness for him to accompany her, but she even chose Anne

Talbot, not him.

“Or, you come to the company with me?”

Andrew didn’t want to work in the company alone. Sarah glanced at him, and said with disdain.

“Andrew Bask, when did you become so sticky?”