Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love novel Chapter 43

Abby Miller was speechless.

Did he ask her to go there to dry hair for him?

"Tell me, what on earth are you thinking? Are you suffering from persecutory delusion?"

After glancing at Abby Miller with contempt, Mr. Scott spoke venomously.

Abby Miller was choked again by his words.

"You are the one who is suffering from persecutory delusion!"

"It's obvious that you're a victim. That’s self-defense!"

Abby Miller kept complaining in her heart, but she didn't dare say a word.

At present, she couldn't say boh to a goose. Facing the devil in front of her, she was completely convinced. Abby Miller could not help but despise herself.

However, she still obediently knelt on the sofa and began to help dry his hair.

As the hair dryer working, Abby Miller focused on drying his hair, and her fingertips kept fiddling with his hair.

The two of them were very close to each other, but Abby Miller behaved as if nothing had happened until she accidentally saw Richard Scott's expression.

The man leaned against the sofa, his head slightly raised, and his dark eyes were fixed on the ceiling, staring at it intently.

At first, Abby Miller didn't feel anything, but when she saw it, she suddenly felt nervous.

At this moment, Richard Scott seemed to have sensed something and turned his gaze.

In an instant, they looked into each other's eyes. The sudden gaze made Abby Miller especially flustered.

However, Richard Scott was very calm. A hint of ridicule flashed across his face.

"Miss Miller, please behave yourself. Although your face is good-looking, your poor figure really can't attract my interest. So, don't look at me like a hungry wolf."

Abby Miller was still in a panic and blushing, but when she heard this guy's words, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

Well... This man was simply too shameless!

He said she was like a wolf, and then was he a lamb?

Bastard Richard Scott!

Abby Miller was furious and was not willing to show weakness. She said sarcastically, "Mr. Scott, I don't see how much you like plump women like Nancy Lee. Mr. Scott, do you actually like men? Or... are you sick?"

When Abby Miller said this, she was just trying to release her anger.

As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room dropped down sharply.

"What did you just say?"

Richard Scott asked. His expression was extremely menacing.

Abby Miller was shocked, "Nothing. Did I say anything?"

"Abby Miller, how dare you?"

Although the sound of hair dryer drowned out her voice just now, Richard Scott's hearing was so amazing that he obviously heard all the words of Abby Miller.

He could only endure it when she said that he liked men. But she said he was sick?

Oh no!

After a while, Abby Miller turned off the hair dryer in her hand and swallowed hard.

This man's expression was terrifying.

It was no doubt that Richard Scott would strangle her to death in anger!

"Is it more important to run away first?"

With a thought, Abby Miller immediately stepped back, ready to stand up from the sofa.

However, Richard Scott completely understood her intentions. Before she could move, he had already made his move.

Reaching out...

Pong!