Mr. Right, Spoil Me

“Didn’t I say yesterday not to contact me anymore?”

Sarah heard the phone ring just as she finished showering. She didn’t have the time to wear her clothes and simply wrapped herself with the towel, revealing both her long and fair legs. She rushes out in a hurry to receive the call.

It was like Murphy’s law, the more you worry, the higher the chance it will happen.

It was him.

“Okay, they come out, let’s meet.” The tone of the voice was cold and chilling.

“No.” Sarah refused. It’s so late already. Even if it’s day time, she wouldn’t go!

“You can’t control me,” Matthew said coldly.

Sarah’s body was wet with water beads, pitter patter, and flowed from her neck to her fair collar bones. Drop by drop flowed at the rhythm of her breathing. She shivered slightly from the cold.

As soon as she draped her towel, she heard Matthew’s words and she was furious. “Yes, I can’t control you and neither do I want to. Then next time don’t call me so often, alright?”

It made her so nervous all the time.

“No.” He coldly replied and blocked her words.

Sarah closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them, “Then do you intend to call me every night?”

“No, it’s just temporary, for long term… this is not what I want.”

This seemed to have been well considered.

His voice was very disdainful as if what he is doing now is the very thing that was disgusting.

Sarah doesn’t know why he wants to make this call every night. Both of them do not have any topic to talk about. Each remains quiet for twenty-odd minutes, not only were they wasting the cost of the call but it was very awkward.

“I want to sleep early tonight. If there isn’t anything else, then hang up.”

Regarding what happened last night, her mood hasn’t improved. Tonight Andrew has gone to attend the class reunion but she didn’t go…

will be on

her tired voice and

“Want to sleep?”

“Yes, I’m hanging…”

phone by your bedside, I’ll hang up after you sleep.” Once again he blocked what she wanted to

do I hang up the call when I sleep? Yes, I also want to

as many reasons to counter

your phone to automatically turn off at midnight. Just a few hours

But she anticipated that there will be even more trouble

didn’t hang up the call and just placed it at the bedside. It was quiet except for the sound of

hair was still wet and her

“Where’s Missus?”

home full of anger. He walked in rapidly and immediately asked

and didn’t dare to delay, “Sir, Missus is at home, at

you where

at the servant implying not to say nonsense. He was already walking up the

and had

was flowing as she blew them dry. They were like black

blew her hair dry and separates them into two portions. One portion she places in front of her

face appeared smaller in this manner and she smiled at herself in the

the hair on the right ear behind her and her face was pure and elegant. She just had a shower and was

peaceful face in the mirror immediately

on the

“What happened?”

caller anxiously asked but

the man who barged

hugged herself and turned around. She forgot to wear her nightgown.

anxiety and surprise, her collar bones were

it was no wonder they were

wearing so little. Both

and completely unmasked