Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 96 What's Wrong with The Pregnancy Test?

She looked at Sarah in surprise with her eyes wide opened like two big grapes!

Oh, my God! Was she still Sarah?

The little mouth... was so cool!

She didn’t expect that when the rabbit had a cow, soft hair could also be hard thorns!

Those women just wanted to be mistresses! If she wanted to sit in the right seat, no one could be

blamed! Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Emily had long hair. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. Hearing what Sarah said, she slightly

warped the corners of mouth, calm and elegant. There wasn’t any wrinkles on her soft and beautiful

eyebrows and eyes. And even on her face, there was nothing unusual.

She was so smart to be quiet.

She also teased, "Indeed, Andrew is like this. He always likes to tease little girls, secretly stealing their

hearts, but isn’t responsible for them. Men are all like this, aren't they?"

Seeing that she was wisdom in rain or shine, Sarah knew that this woman was much shrewder than

she thought.

"Who said that? My Ernest won't do that! He is kind to me alone, and is dismissive to other women. Not

every man is like that. Don't generalize!"

When Emily heard Anne's words, she immediately laughed with her hand covering her nose and said in

a leisurely tone, "Well, except Ernest. I agree with that. After all, he likes you."

Anne did not want to communicate more with Emily and urged Sarah to go back to have dinner for she

had a stomachache. Sarah had no way to go back. She looked at Emily and said, "Emily, we'll go back

with nothing else. Goodbye."

At the same time, Anne whispered in her ear that she never saw her again.

"Well." The woman smiled and didn't ask them to stay.

On the way back, Anne kept complaining that Emily was a scheming bitch and mistress who wanted to

be superior and reminded Sarah to pay attention to her. Maybe tomorrow, someone would replace her

to be Mrs. Bask.

Sarah stopped her for her ears were about to cocoon. But the little woman kept muttering, unwilling to

stop.

"Sarah, don't you think Emily is really annoying? I always feel like all the men are around her!"

Sarah didn’t understand the last sentence and looked at her unquestioningly. Anne understood what

she meant and explained, "That is, every time Ernest took me to dinner with his friends, wherever we

went, Emily would be there, but I made it clear that I didn't want her to be there. You are my friend. She

robbed your husband. How can I live in the same space with someone like her? But Ernest doesn’t

disagree as well as agree. There are always different arguments that made Emily present. I always felt

that Emily seemed to be an indispensable part of them. By the way, Eric Earl as well. I am not sure

whether he likes her. But if anyone made it difficult for her, they would help her. "

And they never refuse.

"Group pet?"

Sarah only thought of these two words.

"Something like that. Emily will go to every party of them. Anyway, I seldom go to their party. I don't

want to stay with that kind of woman."

Sarah somehow was at a loss. She didn't even know anything about it.

When they returned to the room, they stopped talking about that. There was a figure standing by the

bed, holding a trash can in his hand.

It’s Matthew Scott.

How could he discover it? He unexpectedly rummaged in the trash can!

Anne was also shocked, completely unexpected, so that she swallowed and her palms sweated when

she saw Matthew Scott was holding a pregnancy test in a daze.

"Hey, hey... Why you a man rummage such a thing? Is it disgusting?"

Anne immediately went to stop Matthew Scott by snatching it from his hand. The trash can was very

dirty. The pregnancy test was broken and threw out by her.

"Whose is it?"

In place, he questioned in a clear and cold voice and oppressively gazed at Sarah.

Obviously, he had seen the results.

"Mine, it's mine! I just went to buy this." Anne took the initiative to answer and stood in front of Sarah.

Matthew Scott pulled her away directly, held Sarah's shoulder and questioned her with extremely

gloomy look, "Whose is it in the end?"

"What do you want to do, Matthew Scott? I said it’s mine!"

Seeing that she was too powerless to stop him, Anne immediately called Ernest to ask for help.

The phone got through. Oddly, the phone she called was ringing at the door.

Outside, there were two figures, Ernest, who was about to answer the phone, and... Andrew.

"Ernest, you're back at last!"

Anne immediately ran in ecstasy to him and stuck to him with her petite body. She was as high as his

chest so she stood on tiptoe to give him a kiss on his chin. It seemed to be expected that Ernest bowed

his head again, and the two kissed.

"Come on, let Matthew Scott not trouble Sarah. I bought the pregnancy test and I used it, not Sarah."

Ernest raised eyebrows in a daze and pinched the little woman's face, "Don’t worry, speak slowly."

And then he gave a gesture to the people standing aside.

It was only then that Anne noticed that Andrew was also here!

The silent and handsome man was expressionless. He gazed at Sarah with gleaming eyes.

Remembering meeting Emily just now and her words, Anne angrily pointed to the door and said to

Andrew, "Get out! You are not welcome here!"

On the contrary, the first person who had a problem with her words was Ernest, "What’s wrong? Why

are you so grumpy?"

"You don't understand! Stop talking!"

Anne glared at Andrew, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt sorry for Sarah.

Now she was pregnant. She must been pregnant for some time according to her morning sickness just

now. If he cared about Sarah, he would take her to the hospital for examination, but not known that

now?

He didn’t care about Sarah! But just Emily!

She puffed out her pink cheeks in a rage. Anne's angry appearance made Ernest frown.

"Are you so fond of meddling in other people's family affairs?"

Anne wasn’t reconciled. Of course, now no one took it out for Sarah, she was equivalent to Sarah's

family. If she didn’t care then who will care?

It couldn’t be Uncle Cox lying in the hospital!

Ernest pushed his frame and squinted his sharp eyes, "Care about yourself. What's the matter with the

pregnancy test?"

Then he pulled Anne out of here.

From the beginning to the end, Andrew, who had been silent, came in at this time and closed the door

slightly with fingertips.

"I asked Anne to buy the pregnancy test. Yes, I used it." At this time, Sarah suddenly told him the truth.