Telling Lies, loving you

Oh my God!

Their master had taken a woman home, and they walked in hand in hand! What did that mean? Will the villa not be as cold as before? Is there going to be a hostess living in this house?

It was already dark outside. Michelle followed Scott to a bedroom on the second floor. Before leaving, he told her, "There is a bathroom in the room and clothes in the closet. You can wear whatever you like."

Silence returned to the room after the door was closed. After sending a message to her mother, she put her phone on the bed and turned to the closet.

It was true that she needed to change her clothes. After all, her clothes were too torn to be seen. She thought the wardrobe was full of women's clothes, but it turned out to be men's clothes!

She had no choice but to put on a white shirt.

Even though the guest room was spacious, even the bathroom was bigger than her bedroom. This was the life of the rich. Some people, no matter how hard they tried in their whole life, could only buy one square meter of the whole house.

European style bed tiredly and looked at the ceiling above her head. The pattern on the ceiling was very beautiful. It was a totally strange place. She was exhausted, but she couldn't

got up

well so that it could

about to go out, she heard someone knocking at the door. In a hurry, she put down the things in her hands and ran

figure appeared in front of her, and he was holding a shopping bag in his hand.

much expression on Scott's face, but he still took the opportunity to look carefully at the woman in his shirt. He didn't like others to wear his clothes, but Michelle was an exception.

this year. And there was a waist band which could

simply tied into a ponytail, making her look completely

at the table instantly looked at her. Michelle, who was standing at the head of the stairs, blushed when she noticed the way he looked at her.

lowered her head to avoid his fiery

pulled out a

sat down on the