Telling Lies, loving you

Chapter 161 Would You Like To Sleep With Me

"Scott, I'm fine..."

Today's host was Walter, but it was inappropriate that they left like this without even saying goodbye.

But before Michelle could finish her words, she was directly put into the car by Scott. He said nothing and drove away.

Scott did not drive her home, but drove to his villa. Because only here was the safest place. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Scott, I want to go home. My mom will be worried about me." Nearly Michelle was dragged out of the car by Scott. She struggled to break away from him, but to no avail.

Scott in front of her was completely different from the one she had known. He had changed. He had become terrible and cold.

He took her to the bedroom Michelle once slept in and opened the door. The decoration inside was the same as before. But the bed sheet was changed in light green, which was her favorite star bed sheet.

At that moment, she was deeply touched.

"Go to bed early. Don't think too much." Scott was standing behind her, softly saying.

"Scott, I..." Michelle wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought. Her expression made Scott want to laugh, "What's wrong? Do you want to sleep with me?"

Michelle shook her head and touched her belly unconsciously. "I'm just a little hungry. I didn't have..."

She was a little embarrassed. After all, it was an awkward thing for her to do so, even if she and Scott had reached such a point.

Scott smiled, bent over and kissed her face and lips. His gentle touch deepened and then he gave her a deep kiss.

Looking at her angry eyes, Scott softly touched her cheek and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He exactly touched the spot where she had been slapped by Ashley tonight. As she had used too much strength, five fingerprints had appeared on that spot. It would be conspicuous if it was not covered by hair.

"No, it wasn't painful at all because you were with me."

That was it. Right now, Scott was the one she knew before.

Scott asked the servants to prepare delicious food for her, but Michelle said that she would have a good appetite at dining table only. He had no choice but to promise her, and said, "Honey, everything you say is right."

Michelle rolled her eyes at him and let him lead her downstairs.

She was still wearing an evening dress and they couldn't care about those details. The people in the kitchen made a lot of delicious food. Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Michelle couldn't wait.

In order to have enough food, she chose these dishes instead of rice.

Almost all the dishes on the table went into her stomach, but Scott did not eat much. He had got used to not eating too much at night. He wouldn't eat too much unless it was cooked by Michelle.

After she finished the meal, Michelle went upstairs to take a shower. Scott also returned to his room so she had no idea what he was doing.

'Is he also taking a shower?'

Then Michelle took a shower and walked out of the bathroom. She wore a silk nightgown. Speaking of this smooth cloth, she was not used to it. She always felt that her clothes would slip down accidentally.

Fortunately, the design of it was conservative and it was her type to wear in her daily life.

She walked to the bed while wiping her wet hair with a dry towel. Then she turned on the TV with the remote control and watched the drama happily. It was on the TV that the popular TV series, "little smile is beautiful"!

She had been waiting for it since last year. The movie was supposed to be broadcast again at midnight. God knew what she was busy with all day long. Maybe one day she would even forget herself.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. She looked at characters in the TV with reluctance and then got up to open the door.

The door was opened, and the tall figure of Scott was standing in front of her, and he had put on a silk pajama. She took a closer look at the clothes they were wearing. They seemed to be a couple!

She couldn't help but open her eyes wide. She didn't expect that Scott would also like to wear lover's clothes. If she knew it early, she should have bought more clothes so that people would know their relationship when they went shopping in the mall last time.

But that was only superficial.

"It's late. What's up?"

They were in his house. It would be easy for him to do something. So Michelle asked with caution.

"It's for you." Scott had reflected on it several times and became more and more worried about the marks on her face, so he asked someone to buy the medicine and bring it to her.

"Okay." It was not until Michelle looked down that she saw the ointment in his hand. It seemed that he was not lying.

She was about to pick it up but was stopped by Scott. She looked up at him, puzzled.

"Let me apply some medicine for you." When he was speaking, Scott had already strode in and closed the bedroom door. Although the TV was on, Michelle still felt very quiet in the room.

She had no choice. This was his home and he was the only one in charge.

Michelle could only accept his kindness. She couldn't tell him that she had no time to talk to him because she needed to watch TV?

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Scott looked at the woman standing still and patted the seat next to him to gesture her to sit down. However, Michelle raised her head and took a glance at the people on TV. Then she walked towards the man with great care.

As soon as she sat down, she felt her body bounce a few times. Why didn't she find that the bed was so soft?

"Come here."

When she was in a trance, Scott's magnetic voice echoed in her ears. She moved to his side as if she was bewitched, and then she felt his fingertips touching her skin. She felt a little cold because of the ointment.

She didn't dare to look at him because he couldn't touch her face in this way. But he only applied medicine on her wound, it was not necessary for them to stay so close to each other. And why did he look at her with his passionate eyes?

Michelle's nerves were on edge. She grabbed her trouser legs tightly and tried to pay all her attention to TV. But her mind was distracted at this moment. She didn't even know when he kissed her.

She looked at him with her eyes wide open. Then she felt that she was pushed by someone and immediately fell on the bed. Scott was on top of her, and he didn't stop the kiss.

"You..."

There was a slight gap between them and she wanted to say something, but Scott didn't give her the chance and blocked her words with his lips.

Scott was carefully kissing in fear of infuriating her.

Michelle just felt difficult to breathe, she really wanted to breathe, because she was so uncomfortable now. She wanted to struggle, but she was afraid that Scott would change if she did so. So she always kept this posture like a wooden man. Her mind went blank and she hugged his waist unconsciously.

After the lesson last time, Scott did not continue. He released her lips and held her in his arms. At that moment, Michelle felt a little disappointed.

Why did she feel this way? It's not easy to make it clear with a few words. Only the heart knows something.

It was getting late, so Michelle chased Scott out by the way, but he was just like a toad and would not leave.

"It's so late. You have to go to work tomorrow. Go back to sleep, good girl."

Now that she couldn't persuade him with a tough attitude, she had to be polite to him. However, Scott never yield to either hard or soft tactics.

"Don't worry. I won't do anything to you. I just want to hug you and sleep." Scott knew what she was worried about, but he promised that he would not do anything to hurt her.

Scott lay down beside her and held her in his arms. With her back to him, Michelle felt a little embarrassed because she didn't want to see his face now. She was afraid that she couldn't help but cry first.

To make sure she was safe, Michelle waited for a long time. She didn't close her eyes until she was sure that Scott was asleep.

The television was not turned off. It was constantly repeating advertisement and night TV, but all this was neglected by the two people lying in bed.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, Michelle only felt that someone blew near her ear, which made her itchy and very uncomfortable.

She opened her eyes and found that she was facing his face, and almost half her body was lying on his body! She was so scared that she almost screamed, because the posture she used was so awkward!

She put down the legs on him, adjusted a position and then lay down again. She didn't know when the TV was turned off, but she was sure that it wasn't her. As far as she could remember, she didn't set a time lock or something like that.

Suddenly, Michelle got up in a hurry and looked down at her clothes subconsciously. Not until they were intact did she feel relieved. It seemed that Scott was trustworthy.

She lied on the bed again, with her back to him. In fact, she wanted to turn around and face him, to see how he would look when he was asleep. It was the first time that she had slept in such a position with him.

However, this idea flashed through her mind in an instant. She shook her head and forced herself not to think too much.

She didn't notice that when she closed her eyes, the man behind her raised the corners of his lips slightly.

After a sleepless night, when Michelle woke up the next morning, she stretched herself as big as usual, but with a yawn in her mouth.

When she was about to get out of bed with the quilt, she screamed suddenly.

"Ah!"

Scott, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by her scream and thought she had an accident. Frightened, he quickly got up from bed.

He looked at the person in panic and asked with concern, "what's wrong?"