Telling Lies, loving you

"What? Dad, what do you think? "

On the next morning, Scott received a call from Jared. When he heard the news, he only felt that the blood all over his body was flowing back.

"Son, after all, Zoy is the daughter of your uncle. I'm too old to take good care of a pregnant woman."

"But you can't let her come to my house! You know Michelle is here too. I won't allow her to come. " Scott's ruthless refusal made Jared have no choice for a moment.

He knew that the relationship between the two cousins was not very good, so he specially took this opportunity to make them live in peace under the same roof. As her elder brother, he had the responsibility to make his family live in harmony.

"I know, but you are her only cousin. I hope you can take good care of her."

Scott didn't want to hear from his father, so he hung up the phone immediately and threw it on the desk.

"President, shall I order takeout for you at noon?"

The assistant opened the door and came in. He looked at Scott and said respectfully.

"No, thanks. I need to go home." After that, Scott took his suit jacket and went out. He had to go home to have a look, or he would be worried.

The car ran all the way. After getting out of the car, Scott pushed the door open and walked into the hall. At this time, Michelle was busy in the kitchen. She came out with a dish in her hand.

"Scott, you're back? It's time for dinner. " Michelle looked at him and smiled.

Seeing the smile on her face, Scott was relieved. He pulled out the chair in front of the table and sat down. Suddenly, a woman's voice came from upstairs. He believed that he would never forget her.

"Brother."

The smile on his face suddenly froze. Scott looked up in disbelief and saw Zoy standing at the stairs and looking at him with a smile.

"Brother, aren't you happy that I'm here?" Said Zoy with a frown as she went downstairs with the help of the handrail.

It never occurred to Scott that Zoy would arrive earlier than him.

Now, even if he didn't agree, Zoy would never leave.

Scott asked someone to pull out a chair for her, and Zoy sat down. She took a look at Scott, who was sitting next to her, and then looked at Michelle. "Michelle, can you go to the kitchen to get me a spoon?"

"Just ask the servant to do this." Scott held Michelle's hand and stopped her from going to the kitchen.

He knew that something bad would happen because of Zoy's coming.

"It's okay. I can do it." Michelle didn't want to embarrass them, so she let go of his hand and went into the kitchen.

Taking a look at Scott, Zoy raised her eyebrows and asked, "brother, when did you live with Michelle?"

answer her question, which made

didn't want to waste Jared's painstaking efforts. But judging from the current situation, it was estimated that it would be difficult to get along with each other in the future. Fortunately, she just stayed

almost didn't taste anything during

"Brother, I'm going upstairs."

down her

she live in?" When Zoy's figure disappeared at the corner of the

" The

there was

he had to accommodate for Zoy. Besides, she was picked

room." Scott had been used to sleeping in Michelle's room these days. But he didn't expect that

sleeping?" Michelle asked in

we

Michelle's face turned red.

time. What are you afraid of?" Scott looked at her and pretended

to have forgotten something. When

uncomfortable? " Noticing her abnormality, Scott thought it was because of her

"I'm fine."

in her mind, but they were very blurry

to make Scott worry, she did not tell him

seemed to have

Zoy stared at the glass of water in her

stayed at home with Michelle. The sound insulation in the room was very good, so Zoy couldn't

this, a hint of

is still very long. I will see you cry

the bathroom. She wiped her wet hair with a dry

was lying on the bed with his hands behind his head. Seeing her coming, he immediately

caught off guard and closed

her fear, which

subconsciously. She looked at his handsome face and

life really what

saw him.

blurry images faintly appeared. She vaguely felt that there was something important, but she

hand,

gently. Michelle could feel the hidden meaning in his voice. She didn't say anything, nor did she dare to

her under his body. Michelle turned her head

"Scott, can you stop..."

her words, her lips were covered by Scott's. She put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away subconsciously, but she was too

and kept kissing her. Michelle was gradually corroded, and she found herself

didn't realize it until he entered

don't touch me. I'm