Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Sarah mentally prepared herself before opening the door. But this was different than the previous times. She was astonished by this room.

The warm decoration was clean and uncluttered. A bed, a desk, a desktop computer, and nothing else.

It was ridiculously simple.

The blanket was very well folded and square like a brick.

Sarah scanned at the room, the passport wasn’t on the desk and Emily had told her that the passport was in the drawer of the bedside table.

But there were two bedside tables.

Sarah walked in and hesitated and on which side she would go.

She closed the door.

The bedsheet was very tidy and she couldn’t bear to crumple it and didn’t crawl across the bed and so she walked around it.

She searched the bedside table and there were small notebooks and simple pens.

Sarah knows that Emily was a University teacher and in languages. These books were very normal.

Since it’s said that the passport was in the drawer, she searched the entire drawer.

She didn’t intend to look at the name but written on it were some words. It was Emily’s name.

Sarah didn’t know why but her attention would be drawn to the more critical position that even she was not aware of.

Her eyes were looking at the few books and then was attracted by a word.

“Diary.”

When she was searching, the diary became very prominent.

She never had the habit of looking at someone’s diary and don’t like to look at someone’s private things. After all, these were someone’s privacy.

others should know

from this word, there was another sentence that made her

“And his daily routine.”

cannot help herself as

increasingly curious. “What a joke some people are. I heard a colleague say, with a marriage certificate, two persons will have to be together. They are bound with the certificate in life or death. I’m speechless, feelings depend on the

and he brought me to drink my favorite French

he spent the night by my side. I’m very fortunate. In this life, there is nothing that can

I know,

…

the diary. Her eyes

So much that she can’t finish reading

know

didn’t continue to look. She placed the things back into the drawer and she doesn’t

The other…

the side of the bed. She couldn’t bear to

squatted and pulled out the top drawer. It was different than the drawer

further in. At that moment, she almost fell over. She was

flustered when she was looking at the dairy

but next to the passport was a blue packet

torn imperfectly. The torn aluminum foil of the packaging could be seen. In fact, inside it looks like there was a recently used condom,

passport’s edge was

stared at it with her

She wanted to vomit.

passion, how the man perspired, and bit

It’s exactly the same!

the teeth could bite wasn’t much, roughly eight saw

the room spinning as she sat on the ground dazed. She was totally paralyzed

to see

doesn’t want to

becoming one with the passport and imprint

That’s a condom!