Telling Lies, loving you

"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.

"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.

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,

she

got used to not eating too much at night. He wouldn't eat too much unless

shower. Scott also returned to his room so she had no idea what he was

he also taking

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.

and it was her type to wear in her daily

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

again at midnight. God

then, there was a knock on the door. She looked at characters in the TV with reluctance and

her, and he had put on a silk pajama. She took a closer look at the clothes they were wearing.

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

was only

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

house. It would be easy for

Scott had reflected on it several times and became more and more worried about the marks on her

the ointment in his hand. It seemed that he was

to pick it up but was stopped

medicine for you." When he was speaking, Scott had already strode in and closed the bedroom door. Although the TV was

choice. This was his home and he was the only one in charge.

had no time to talk to him because she needed

her to sit down. However, Michelle raised her head and

body bounce a few times. Why didn't she find that the bed

"Come here."

ears. She moved to his side as if she was bewitched, and then she felt his fingertips touching her skin. She felt a

her face in this way. But he only applied medicine on her wound, it was not

her attention to TV. But her mind was distracted at this moment. She didn't even

she felt that she was pushed by someone and immediately fell

"You..."

to say something, but Scott didn't give her the chance and blocked her words with

kissing in fear of infuriating her.

was afraid that Scott would change if she did so. So she always kept this posture like a wooden