Telling Lies, loving you

After receiving the phone call, Emily and Walter immediately rushed over. They got off the car in a hurry and ran into the hotel.

"Miss, may I ask..." Emily was lying on the edge of the front desk and was about to speak when she saw the receptionist in a panic. The receptionist quickly put down the phone and ran upstairs.

Emily and Walter looked at each other and followed her to go upstairs.

The elevator stopped on the second floor of the hotel. The door was opened and what came into view was the scene that Scott was surrounded by a group of security guards.

The two of them rushed out in a hurry and ran to the group of people. "What are you doing? Let him go. We are policemen. Someone called the police and said that you were carrying out an illegal activity here. "

It was Walter who spoke. He took out the police card when he spoke, which made everyone choose to believe.

"Hurry up, open the door!"

After Scott was free, he rushed to the door and began to knock it with his own body. He acted like he was crazy.

Walter ordered the staff to open the door, but everyone stood there trembling.

"This is our guest's privacy. We don't have the right."

The answer of one of them shattered everyone's hope. When Walter was about to say something, the door of room 2073 was kicked open by Scott.

Scott rushed in first.

When he saw an old man pressing on Michelle, all his anger gathered at this moment. With a red face, he clenched his fists and rushed over to pull the old man out of her body immediately!

Then he gave a punch.

"How dare you touch my woman! How dare you! " Scott pressed the man on the ground and kept waving his fists.

Emily rushed to the bedside and looked at Michelle who was disheveled. She immediately wrapped Michelle with the quilt to cover her exposed body.

Fortunately, a big mistake was not caused, but they were still late.

"Michelle, how do you feel? Can you hear me? "

Seeing her sweating and blushing, Emily guessed that Michelle had been drugged.

"Hot I feel so hot... "

her clothes. There were still so many people outside. Emily asked Walter to come

She knew

who could help Michelle was Scott, and he was

the woman in Emily's

to die?" Seeing that Scott was still standing there, Emily couldn't

to Michelle's situation, as long as Scott delayed for

we'll take care of this. You take

Scott, because he knew that Scott had lost

at Walter, Scott walked to the bed. After Emily tidied up Michelle's clothes, Scott left the hotel with

the back seat, let her lie flat, and took off his coat to

time, Michelle was pulling her clothes. Regardless of analyzing the current situation, Scott stepped on the gas and rushed

me a

Scott carried Michelle to another high-level hotel. He said to the receptionist. The receptionist just looked at Scott in confusion and then looked at the woman

for a man and a woman to come to

French style bed. He bent over and looked at her face wrinkled because of pain. He reached out and

over her body, and her consciousness had been reduced to the minimum. She had no idea who the person in front of her was. She pulled her clothes and twisted

body was flowing backward. He swallowed and could not help but feel the

I will be responsible for

like rain, and his fingers slowly moved down, unbuttoning the buttons on her

warm. A man and a woman were lying on the wide

sorry for her. He finally had her, but in this way. When she woke up, he didn't know how to tell her. He was afraid

he had done it, he had to be responsible to the end. Anyway, he also planned

was indeed a hotel! She remembered

sound of water flowing from the bathroom, she hurriedly lifted the thin quilt on her body and was about to get out of bed. But she felt that her

her painful body, and then put on the clothes

heard the door being slammed shut. His

was not on the bed.

thought her body was given to that dirty old man. Scott quickly put on

the

Michelle's personality, her first reaction after such a big thing happened was to die. She cherished her body so much, but she was hurt by villain.

She lowered her head, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes. At this moment, she didn't know how to face Scott, because she was

and the mark left on the bed sheet was the first evidence

her breath was full of pain. The more she thought about it, the more painful she

squatted on the ground and buried her head in her

she should have agreed to Scott earlier, shouldn't she? But now, she gave her first

afraid that Scott would dislike her because of this. She could even imagine how Scott would be angry at