Mr George, Don't Be So Arrogant

Lydia grabbed Riley’s hand swiftly and stuffed an item made from crystal into her hand. Then, with a thud, the object dropped and shattered on the ground.

Lydia cried out loudly and started to whine when she reached the stairhead, “Euan, you are finally home. Riley, she…I only came here to visit you, but she lashed out at me, huhu…Euan…”

As expected, Lydia blamed Riley for breaking the crystal while she emphasized that Riley wanted to hurt her and her unborn child.

Riley did not even bother to explain herself in the face of such a cliché trick.

Euan looked at Lydia, who was shedding tears and was worried about the child in her stomach, “It’s okay, I’ll get you a new one.“

Riley locked her perplexed gaze on Euan. She thought that he would at least ask Lydia the reason for her presence here.

But he did not.

What would other people think of her if they found out that Euan’s mistress appeared in their love nest flagrantly?

“This isn’t about the crystal. It’s Riley. She can’t tolerate me at all, and even more so of the child. Euan, your mother, told me to come here and live with you because she hopes that you, as the father can accompany our child’s prenatal education. But I didn’t expect her to be here too.”

She did not know?

Euan thought about the phone call from last night.

Lydia was lying, and Riley wasn’t explaining anything.

Riley suppressed the bitterness and aggrievance within her as she forced a smile, “Ms. Saunders, this is my house. Where else should I be if not here?”

“What are you so proud for? Don’t even think that you’re the lady of the George family just because your name is on the marriage certificate with Euan. No one is acknowledging you now.”

Euan frowned, “That’s enough. Stop it.”

Did that count as a form of protection?

“You should stop it too.” After he reprimanded Lydia, he turned to Riley and added.

It turned out to be nothing special.

After the quarrel, Riley requested to go to the guest room downstairs. She was not going to fight over Euan with Lydia. In contrast, from her understanding of Euan, the more they quarreled, the more frustrated he would be.

She might as well do the opposite.

“It’s important for her and the child to rest. Euan, take good care of her.”

Riley left the bedroom graciously, returned to the study, and continued to type on the keyboard with one hand. Sooner or later, they would divorce, so why should she spend time to save this marriage?

But why was her heart hurting? When she saw Lydia in Euan’s arms, it hurt her so much to the point it was painful even to breathe.

Once she started her work, she was busy for a few hours. During that period, she was called by the maids to have dinner, but she simply took a few bites and used her work as an excuse. Surely, she did not want to see Lydia do all those lovey-dovey things even more, such as putting food on Euan’s plate or feeding him.

What was even more irritating was the fact that Euan did not reject her.

It was almost 10 o’clock at night. Riley rubbed her neck, picked up her empty glass, and stood up to get water. As soon as she exited the study, she heard Lydia’s voice that came from the direction of the master bedroom.

“Euan, you’re so bad…hahaha…”

“The baby is still small. How can you feel it?”

“Hey, it’s ticklish, it’s ticklish…hahaha, it’s ticklish, Euan…”

waiting for the birth of their child, enjoying the joy of communicating

that were threatening to spill in its sockets. She lifted her head and looked up but was too slow to stop her tears as they slipped down her cheeks. She hurriedly wiped it away, poured herself a glass of water,

closed the door, Lydia’s laughter still circled her ears. With a death grip on the glass, Riley’s

could go to hide from this pain that came from her

the window and left a tiny gap. The wind blew through the window screen and entered the room. It felt a little cold on her skin, but it made her mind clearer. It was a night that was as dark as ink. A night that was empty

a little over 11 o’clock. She was too sleepy and

bedroom, the light to the second-floor study

inside this late at

hesitated for a moment before he pushed it open. Under the study lamp, laid Riley who was sleeping on the desk with her arm

her, but there was no reaction from the girl. The computer screen was still on, and it displayed the thesis she wrote. Euan

to be so

finger to save the document for her before turning off

his embrace.

murmured something, but he did not

she murmured again,

abruptly as if he had been shocked by electricity and stood in the living room, listening to her

“Euan…you are so…annoying…”

in a faint voice, probably because of her dream. As opposed

her from above. When she slept, she had a relaxed look, but the words she said could rile someone up! It was rare to

came. He placed her on the bed, and just as he was about to retract his hands, Riley caught onto it, “Euan,

on him loosened as she flipped over on the bed and continued to

She pursed her lips, and when she slept, she looked somehow

one hand on the side of the bed, Euan supported his body as he watched her sleeping face. He lowered his body, and lowered it even more until the point that their lips

the lights, he

did not want to return to the bedroom on the

to the study. Tonight, his

already lying on the bed and scratched her head. How did she get down here?

room, smiling as she waited for Riley to wash up, “Madame, you fell asleep in the study last night. It was the young master who carried you down here, and he was extra careful with

questioned, “…It

nodded, “Of course, and he even told me to keep

heart was filled with warmth. If it were Euan, she would

up, she realized that Euan was not beside her and the pillow next

That bitch!

to Euan, saying sweetly, “Euan, have a safe journey. Our baby and I will wait for you to come

plain response, but it was not a cold

into tears. Then, she got up and expressionlessly watched them show their affection to each other. Lydia soon went to the living room while the maids served her fruits, whereas Riley picked up her handbag and followed

look at her, “I’m

get Victor to drop me at the junction later. I’ll

going to work?

first draft, but I need to get someone to

that William was the examiner of

did not say anything else, allowed her to follow behind him, and got into

to the backseat and asked with a smile, “Mr.

the

“Yes, Mr. George!”

hospital and your office are not on the same

As the wealthiest man here, his time was precious. On top of that,

and stop

not display any apparent emotions. Riley held tightly on the strap of her bag, “Thanks for

“What thesis is it?”