Telling Lies, loving you

Chapter 99 The Lecher

At that moment, she doubted whether she was adopted by Olivia or not.

How could she support her own daughter to feed other men? What the hell was going on? Or, Scott was so charming that Olivia thought it was her daughter's fortune to do so.

If it wasn't in danger, Michelle would have let go and run away without looking back.

Suddenly, her phone rang. Michelle had to put down Scott temporarily, and then went to get her phone.

"Someone is sick at home. Maybe..." It was from Walter. After hesitating for a while, Michelle answered the phone.

But before she could finish her words, Walter took it and said, "Is it okay?"

"Yes, just a fever." She looked up at the man lying on her bed.

After a morning, the fever had been gone. At noon, when Michelle went out from the kitchen to cook lunch, she saw Scott standing beside the table.

"How are you feeling? Do you feel better? "

She knew that getting sick was something that made her very uncomfortable, no matter for coldness or fever.

In the face of her concern, Scott's heart throbbed again. He looked at her, with his eyes full of love.

Embarrassed, Michelle turned her head away to avoid his fiery eyes.

"Let's eat."

Considering that Scott's hands were inconvenient, she pulled the chair closest to him.

"Where's aunt?" After they sat down, Scott found that there were only two sets of tableware on the table.

"My mother went back to her hometown." Michelle answered absentmindedly, without noticing the subtle change on Scott's face.

Since Olivia were not here, it were like two of them living in house?

In fact, Scott had already known that Olivia wanted to make a match of them. Now, Olivia did it on purpose.

In that case, it would be a waste of auntie's painstaking effort if he didn't treasure the time?

Poor Michelle was sold out by her mother.

After lunch, Michelle looked at Scott's hand and found that it was still red and swollen, which made her a little worried. She cleaned herself up and went out.

When she came back, she had a bottle of gold wounded medicine in her hand.

"This medicine is very effective. You can apply it to the wounded ankle for a week." The medicine was expensive and it cost her a lot.

The reason she did this was that she wanted Scott to leave the house as soon as possible. After all, she hadn't got married and there was always a man living in her house. If this matter was known by others, it would be bad for her reputation.

Scott looked down at her who was applying medicine for him and started to feel better. He wanted to kiss her until the end of the world.

In the end, he got on top of her with the help of his strength. Looking at her ruddy lips, he began to breathe quickly.

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Her back was against the sofa and she could feel his hot chest in front of her. She tried to push him away several times, but found that no matter how hard she tried, he always thought her body was soft.

The ointment was still on his hand. Scott resisted the impulse to touch her cheek with his hand. He looked at her in this way and began to approach her slowly.

Michelle was aware that she would definitely become the man's prey since her mother was not at home. For now, it was useless to hide.

After all, lions were still lions, and they could never change the habit of eating meat.

Michelle's heart beat faster and faster when she saw Scott's face. She looked like a rabbit with joy, which made her restless.

When their lips met, Michelle just felt the coldness on her lips. She opened her eyes, stared at him and suddenly calmed down.

He kissed her with a tender and strong lips, but Scott was still kissing her without a looser, as if he was going to swallow everything of her.

Michelle found that she did not refuse his kiss at all. She could have taken the opportunity to push him away, but she did not. Instead, she was responding to him.

'Crazy! What's wrong with me? Did I really fall in love with this man? Do I like him? ' At the moment, she hoped someone could come to her rescue, even just by a call.

But people in the world seemed to be sleeping, and every corner was quiet.

Scott had wanted to say something, but when he saw her response, he felt like a wild lion in his heart, wanting more!

His heart was beating wildly and every nerve was shouting.

'I want her, want her, and only when she completely become mine will she belong to me forever, so that I don't need to worry about her sneaking away from me.'

In fact, he was trying hard to bear the discomfort from his body.

Michelle was not a child. She could feel the changes in his body. She slightly moved her hand and tried to push him away. But his kiss was so comfortable that she didn't want to push him away.

She wanted to stay with him forever.

"Wyn..."

Scott froze, and his eyes opened. He looked coldly at the woman under him, and a wave of anger surged in his heart.

Michelle was still immersed in that fantasy. She and Wyn were under a big tree in the campus. He leaned her against the tree and kissed her on the lips. She blushed for that was her first kiss.

Seeing that she didn't refuse, Wyn deepened the kiss. A strong smell of tobacco entered her breath. Flustered, she slowly held his strong waist with her hand that fell beside her, and her heart was filled with shyness and happiness.

Sometimes what makes us unable to let go is not each other, but the past memories.

Scott left her at once and walked towards the bedroom without saying a word. He slammed the door so hard that Michelle could even hear that.

Was she out of mind just now?

As Michelle lowered her head, she found her clothes in a mess. She tidied up her clothes immediately.

The kiss was like a fire which was burning hot. Even if she didn't need to look at herself in the mirror, she could feel that her face was as red as an apple.

What should she do? She seemed to really like him. Was it just because they had experienced the life and death?

No, it couldn't be.

Perhaps it was because of the betrayal that she began to dislike love. But the more she wanted to stay away, the closer love would be.

She was afraid that she would get hurt all over again in the end.

At this moment, it was so quiet in the house that she could even hear her heart beating so fast that it made her chest hurt.

Scott stayed in room for almost the whole afternoon, and Michelle didn't even see him go to the bathroom. While she sat on the sofa and watched the Korean TV show in the afternoon.

But what she didn't know was that when Scott heard the sound in the living room, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood!

He lay on the bed, held the quilt and closed his eyes. Then he gradually fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already dark outside.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Scott went to the window and opened the curtain. At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Boss, it's time for dinner."

Scott did not mean to open the door. He just stood by the window and looked at the scenery outside. Because it had just rained, it was cool and cool when the wind blew on people at night.

The door of the bedroom was not locked, and Michelle didn't intend to open it.

She stuck out one head and looked around the room. After she found Scott standing in front of the window, she went in.

"Are you not feeling well?" She slowly approached.

She obviously wanted to forget what had happened just now, but it still appeared from time to time. That scene what happened surfaced when she saw Scott.

"Don't call me 'you' ever again." Scott said coldly with his back to her.

After a short pause, she answered in a low voice, "Oh."

After arriving at the table, she fed Scott while filling her mouth with food. To be honest, she would rather let him go home than stay here.

But he couldn't drive. There were two reasons to not ask for others to drive. One was that the price was too high, and the other was that he would never let anyone touch his Porsche.

At the thought of this, she felt so weak and feeble.

She supported her chin with her hand, and picked up some food with her chopsticks with the other hand.

"I want that. Feed me."

Just as she was distracted, she suddenly heard the voice of Scott. She suddenly regained her composure and realized that she had been delirious while feeding him!

Oh god.

After three days of rest, Scott's hand was apparently able to move.

Maybe he had been taken good care of by her, so even if his hands were getting better, he still needed her to feed him. He looked like a kid.

On that day, when Michelle was cooking in the kitchen, Scott was standing outside the kitchen, staring straight at her. Michelle pretended not to look at him, but she felt really uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart.

She was struggling and praying that her mother could come back soon. She didn't know when Scott would leave her home and his hand had recovered.

It was just a minor burn, but a lot of things had happened in such a short time.

More importantly, she had lost six hundred dollars for three days!

No one in the world could bear to see money disappearing? Unless that person was very rich and didn't take the money seriously. Such a person as Scott would never care about money when he went to the mall.

Fortunately, Scott did not do anything wrong to her these days.

After what happened last time, Michelle had been on her guard. She hid herself quickly when Scott was going to approach. She swore that she would never sleep in the living room as long as Scott was there.

'This guy is really a lecher!'