Telling Lies, loving you

Chapter 162 Scott, You Are Heavy

"How, how could we..."

Michelle was so frightened that she could not speak. She began to hum and haw, but failed to make it clear.

Scott knew what she meant, but he just couldn't help teasing her. "What's wrong with us?"

"How did we sleep together? Did you do anything to me? " With her eyes wide open, Michelle looked at him for an answer.

Scott was amused by her innocent look and said, "My silly wife, how could you be so forgetful?"

Michelle was still in a daze. She stared at him in amazement and her expressions made him want to kiss her.

Looking at her silent for a long time, Scott waited patiently.

"Well, Emily, I have to call her!" All of a sudden, Michelle came up with an idea. In a hurry, she lifted the quilt and was about to leave. However, someone grabbed her wrist.

She turned back, looked at the owner of the hand, and did not speak.

However, Scott suddenly pulled her and held her in his arms. As Michelle was afraid that she might fall, she lost her balance and subconsciously grabbed something. However, when she came to her senses, she found her hands between his crotch

What was going on?

The air seemed to have stopped at that moment, and she could even hear clearly his short breath.

"Well I Not... "

Michelle hesitated for a while in her heart, but she finally gave up the idea of continuing her words. She quickly moved her hand from his position and lowered her head, unwilling to look into his eyes.

Although she was looking down, she still felt that the way Scott looked at her was like looking at a prey and might swallow her at any time.

He had a devilish face and sharp eyes, making it difficult for her to lie.

"Do you want to say that you didn't do it on purpose?" Scott helped her to supplement.

"Yes." Michelle nodded as usual. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Scott reached out his long arm and pulled her into his arms. The temperature in the room was moderate. Michelle didn't struggle and quietly leaned in his arms.

The light and shadow on the screen shined on them. Michelle felt extremely calm, as if she had found her home.

The shadow of light was shining, her gaze became hazy. She looked up, only to find his Adam's apple, which moved slightly.

"Do you know you were playing with fire just now?" Scott came close to her ear and blew warm air into her most vulnerable position, which made her itch.

Michelle tried to push him away but he was on top of her. She put her hands against his chest and closed her eyes. After all, she really didn't feel good for this sudden feeling.

"Scott, you are heavy..."

She couldn't help shouting at him. She thought he would leave in this way. However, instead of leaving, Scott went even worse, and almost weighed on her.

If he hadn't made a promise to her, Michelle would be really afraid of him now. But now, she also had a fear.

His breath became heavy. He looked down at her, with intense sparks in his eyes. He stared at her without a blink. He said in a low and hoarse voice, "Michelle, you have successfully won my reason."

Not knowing what he was talking about, Michelle pushed his chest with her hands and deliberately turned her face to him, "it's time to go to work."

She had never seen such a jerk like him.

"I don't care. Since you have touched me, you must be responsible for me." Scott was as persistent as a child.

"What did I touch? Nothing. Aha. " Michelle pretended to be innocent and smiled.

Then she felt his hand was holding hers tightly and seeking for something. When her palm seemed to touch something, there was a "buzz" in her brain.

She was touching that place again, and this feeling was more real than the last time. She even felt that he had moved a little when she put her hand on his position.

She suddenly drew back her hand and pushed Scott away. She stood up from the bed as if she was burning. "I'm going to the bathroom."

Scott didn't stop her and lied on her bed. He couldn't help laughing when he saw her running into the bathroom like fleeing.

What should he do? It seemed that she didn't like his brother.

Dashing into the washroom, Michelle was engulfed by the merry laugh of the man standing outside the room.

"What a shameless man! How could he do that?"

She turned on the tap and squeezed a few drops of hand washing liquid to rub in her hand. Thinking of what had happened just now, she blushed again. She stood in front of the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was flushed and her lips were slightly swollen. She looked much better than before.

She patted her cheek and forced herself out of the illusion. She had to think about how to face him after going out later.

After she opened the door and went out, she found that the bedroom was empty. She looked around, but did not see Scott.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe it was because she had stayed in the bathroom for too long that she didn't know when he left. After that, she went downstairs and found that Scott was already dressed and sitting at the table.

He didn't forget to raise his head to look at her, with the corners of his mouth upward.

Michelle rubbed the hair in front of her forehead and her heart skipped a beat. She was breathing fast. She took a deep breath, but it did not work at all.

Scott kept staring at her. It was obvious that he was saying, "come here."

Michelle went over obediently and sat beside him. Scott took the plate from the servant and placed it in front of her.

When they were enjoying the food, they heard the voice of the butler behind them. "Young master, Miss Ashely is here again."

Stopping the movement, Scott looked at the housekeeper and said unpleasantly, "How long have you been here?"

The butler answered respectfully, "master, it's been six years."

"Six years is not enough for you to know your master well. It's time for you to change your job." Scott said coldly.

"Master, I'm sorry. Please punish me." The butler immediately bowed his head and apologized.

"You know what to do." Scott lowered his head and continued to eat the food on his plate.

The butler watched him walking out of the house silently.

"It seems that I can't go to the company today."

Hearing this, Michelle, who was pretending to eat, raised her head confusedly and looked directly into his cold eyes.

At that moment, she felt this man was a little scary.

What did he mean by not going to the company? Did he do this to avoid facing the Ashley?

As the president of the Jiang Group, it's totally unnecessary.

After breakfast, Michelle looked a little bored. She was locked in this room by Scott and promised not to be out anyway.

She sat on the couch watching TV. She looked through the TV, but couldn't find anything interesting to watch. She wanted to borrow Scott's computer, but the door was locked from the outside.

She called Scott, but nobody answered for a long time. She didn't know what he was busy with. He even didn't have time to answer her phone.

At the thought of this, it seemed that Michelle heard the voice outside the window. It was from Ashley.

Out of curiosity, she quietly walked over. In order not to make Scott angry, she was obedient and only opened a small gap in the curtain, as long as she could see the outside world.

At this time, Ashley was trapped outside the gate. She put her hands on the railing and raised her head, shouting out the name of Scott in the villa.

There was dead silence outside the villa. Instead of leaving, Ashley put her feet on the railing and pretended to climb up.

It was really a dangerous action and Michelle had a moment that she really worried that the woman would fall from the railing. But it was not strange that Scott chose to avoid meeting such a powerful woman.

Just as she thought of it, Ashley suddenly raised her head and looked in her direction. For a moment, Michelle felt that she was in the woman's eyes. Those resentful eyes seemed to want to tear her into pieces!

"What are you doing here?"

The door behind her was opened, and a cold voice came from behind. She shivered with fear.

She drew the curtains back and turned around to look at the person who was standing behind her. She said, "it seems that Ashley is going to climb up."

She pointed outside the window to let Scott look out. But he ignored her words and took her out of the house.

"Where are we going?" She asked from behind.

"In the study."

Until now, Scott felt that he must see her with his own eyes. Otherwise, even if he was busy with work in the study, his mind would all come to her.

This was the first time that Michelle came to Scott's study. The study wasn't very spacious, but it was fully equipped.

She walked to the sofa in astonishment and sat down. Scott handed a bottle of water to her. She looked at the trademark on the bottle, it was exactly the expensive water!

"I don't like to drink it."

She was telling the truth. She couldn't be accustomed with such expensive bottled water at all.

Scott smiled and said nothing. He walked to the desk and sat down. He turned on his computer and slipped on the keyboard with his hands.

Looking at him who was working so hard, Michelle just couldn't help loving him again.

The study was soundproof. She couldn't hear anything outside. Just then, there was a quick knock on the door.

Scott stopped his action. It was obvious that the blue veins on his face were throbbing and were more or less terrible.

Michelle couldn't help but swallow hard, and held the bottle of water tightly in her hand.

When Scott went to the door and opened it, the butler said anxiously, "Oh, Mr. Scott, Miss Ashely fell off the railing!"