Telling Lies, loving you

As the sun set, a ray of rosy light came in through the French window and the curtain and shone into the living room.

Emily had watched TV for almost the whole afternoon, but she didn't move at all, keeping that posture. The room was cool with the air conditioner on. But her appearance made people feel tired for her.

"Michelle, it's already five o'clock. Why don't you cook?" Emily raised her head and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. As soon as she referred to food, she became powerful.

Just now, Michelle was worried that she couldn't adapt to the jet lag. Now it seemed that she had thought too much.

"Of course I should. But you have to help me. After all, it's very tired to cook."

Michelle suddenly found that without Scott, she lost her desire to cook. In fact, when a woman was cooking for her beloved man, she always paid much attention to it. And she would never feel tired, and she would not think that she would be tired one day.

For the sake that Emily had traveled a long way from abroad, Michelle didn't force her to wash the dishes. She was cleaning up in the kitchen alone, and at this moment, she remembered Scott.

She wondered how he was?

After she got out of the bathroom, Michelle wiped her wet hair with a dry towel, and Emily lay on the European style bed. She was watching TV happily, not like a person who had flown for more than ten hours

"Sweetie, do you have any fruit? I want to have some fruit. "

As expected, Michelle would never present at her sight. Emily was a capricious person, because her family was rich. Moreover, she was the apple of her father's eye and was loved like a treasure.

"Yes, my lady." After that, Michelle turned around and wanted to leave, but then Emily added, "I want watermelon, fragrant melon, grapes, and dragon fruit!"

At that time, Michelle's world view was almost collapsed. She had no choice but to turn around and smiled at Emily, "Okay, my lady, but remember to give me tips later."

"Don't worry." Emily echoed.

They sat together on the bed, eating fruits and watching TV. However, Emily glanced at the people around from time to time. She could feel the disappointment in Michelle's heart.

"Hey, do you miss him?" Emily nudged Michelle with her elbow, and there was a smirk on her face.

"Watch your TV. I'm going to put away the fruit plate." Michelle knew that there would be gossip about Emily coming. Therefore, Michelle tried her best to escape but Emily saw through her.

face. She grabbed Michelle's feet and tickled her, which made Michelle scream

help but burst into laughter. She stood up from the

a long time. They stared at the ceiling and the room fell silent. Neither

the one who dealt with such a serious matter. I have to say you have a good boyfriend this

at the ceiling with a

that she was able to meet Scott, which was the biggest fortune in her

and the moon had climbed up the treetops. Soft white light shone into the room. She remembered that when she was alone, she always turned off all the lights in the room and stood quietly

eyes, there was no more beautiful views than the moonlight. Stars were twinkling at the moon as if it was greeting her. Every time she saw such a scene, Michelle

at that time she was very lonely with no company except the stars.

the feeling of being lost love. Her heart was empty, as if it had been hollowed out, and there was nothing. Luckily, she was accompanied by family. Otherwise, she didn't know if

"Scott..."

her sleep turned over and called the man's name.

that there were so many things to be dealt with in the company recently.

emperor's. His ministers asked for him to abolish his Empress. How could he not have a headache at

reporters we've caught have escaped,"

Scott looked ghastly pale and he looked at the phone in his hand. It was just an ordinary phone, but held in his hand as heavy as a thousand pounds, making his arm a little painful.

"Well..."

over and stretched her hands, but suddenly she frowned. Because

her quilt, put on her

from downstairs. When she was about to lift her foot to go downstairs, she suddenly heard a man's voice. She was familiar with the voice, so she was

was here to compete for

around to see if Scott was OK. But at that moment, she saw sadness in his eyes, but only for

If it had nothing

must have happened from

speak, but quietly looked at the table without a blink. It

she wouldn't take his expression seriously. But since Scott didn't want to talk to her, she didn't have to be attentive to

to the kitchen. She looked at the person who was

Scott didn't sleep well last night. I will make Sparerib Soup for him." Michelle

Why could he

thought, this was Scott's place.