Telling Lies, loving you

Chapter 125 How Can I Let Go Of Your Hand

"How much is this set of clothes?" Scott hadn't come out yet, so Michelle took the opportunity to ask the waiter in the shop.

"We can buy one for one, and it turns out to be 158. It's very cheap. And we also have women's clothes, for couples. " The shop assistant introduced the clothes to Michelle and led her to another counter. She took the clothes from it which was the same style as the suit of Scott.

Michelle seldom wore sports clothes. She just thought that Scott looked very handsome in that suit and he should keep a few men's clothes at home. Scott couldn't always wear her father's clothes, since this was a different era.

Although he just stayed at home, he still had to pay attention to his clothes.

After hesitating for a while, Michelle decided to buy only one.

Scott came out of the fitting room and was still wearing his original suit. He did not change at all. She was curious about what on earth he was doing.

"Let's go."

He took her hand and was about to leave. But Michelle wanted to get rid of his hand.

"What's wrong? I think that dress is very beautiful." She was led out of the shop by Scott. She looked back from time to time because she liked the clothes so much.

Still wearing a cold face, Scott said nothing.

"Since you don't like it, let's go to eat something." Michelle didn't want to make him unhappy, so she tried her best to please him and hoped that he wouldn't go too far.

This time, Scott did not refuse, but promised her.

The two walked into a shop. Michelle sat near the window. This was the 6th floor of the mall. They could see everything clearly outside from the windows.

She enjoyed being so broad view that she could forget anything on her mind.

Shopping was really a good place for women to have fun. Even if you are in a bad mood, you will immediately feel better when you see a variety of things in the mall. Then, you will pay all your attention to these things.

Michelle ordered a glass of pearl milk tea and she ordered a lemon juice for Scott. At first, she was worried that Scott might not get used to it, but after he drank a few mouthfuls, she was relieved.

However, when Scott drank a few mouthfuls of it, he was not in the mood to drink any more, which made Michelle uncomfortable.

Was this the so-called difference?

"Where do you want to go?" Michelle could tell that he didn't like to stay here.

After hesitating for a while, Scott said coldly, "don't buy me clothes in the future. As a man, I'm responsible for protecting my beloved woman."

In the end, it turned out that Scott cared about this. It took Michelle a while to figure out what was going on. She looked at him and couldn't help laughing.

"So, are you going to support me for the rest of my life? Well, can I quit my job and serve you at home? " Michelle said half-jokingly.

"You are my woman. Who will raise you if I don't do that. If you are willing to, you can quit your job and move to my house. You can cook for me every day. " Scott argued.

His eyes were full of love, as he held Michelle's hand in his. In fact, he had wanted to do so for a long time. No man wanted his woman to show up in public?

He was capable of supporting her.

His words touched her deeply. But in her eyes, women must be independent financially.

"Scott, I know it's early to say this. But you should know that we are not married yet. We are just in a relationship. You have no right to support me and I don't have the right to live in your house either. "

"I can marry you and hold the wedding ceremony whenever you want. It's up to you," Scott was a little anxious. He just didn't want to see her suffer outside.

With a smile, Michelle held his hand and said, "Scott, something is not as simple as you think. Take it easy."

Marriage was not a game.

She had to think it over before she made her decision. Moreover, as they had just been together, there were still a lot of things she hadn't done with him. If he exerted his thoughts on her, then she was certain that this man was not reliable.

She had been looking forward to a passionate love story with the one she loved. Just like other couples, she didn't want any luxurious love.

"What are you thinking about?" When she looked out of the window, Scott waved his hand in front of her.

After she came to herself, Michelle looked at Scott and then continued to drink her pearl milk tea. All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

"Let's go to the cinema, Scott."

It should say by man. But she really wanted to see it. Because today is the time to put on the play 'the beauty with a gentle smile' which makes her want to go crazy!

She didn't go to the cinema because she was too bored to watch a movie alone. Now, since Scott was with her, she could do whatever she wanted.

"A movie?" Scott frowned and repeated her words.

"Yes." Michelle nodded her head immediately.

Scott didn't like to go to a cinema because there were too many people here. Judging from his working style, if his beloved woman really wanted to watch the movie, he would book the whole cinema for her or move the movie theater back home.

However, he knew that Michelle was not that kind of person who had a luxurious life. She liked an ordinary life. Scott finally agreed because of her.

He didn't bring any cash with him, nor could he pay the ticket of the cinema by card, so he spent Michelle's money again.

Scott was, after all, a high status man. He cared about spending woman's money.

Michelle knew that he cared about his reputation very much. So she took his arm actively and said, "let's go."

Entering the conference room, the movie started soon.

With a bucket of popcorn and coke in her arms, Michelle was staring at the big screen. As she was so focused that she had totally forgotten the existence of Scott beside her.

An hour later, the movie was over. Michelle was still immersed in the movie scene. The man had been riding a bike with a woman by his side. She had been picturing this scene for a long time.

Looking at the absent-minded woman, Scott could not help but laugh again. She seldom behaved like this.

"Let's go. It's getting late," After the others left, Scott held her hand and went out.

The moment she breathed in the fresh air outside, Michelle was intoxicated with the world.

She turned to look at Scott. The sun was shining on his body, and the carved side face looked very handsome at the moment.

After dinner, Scott dragged her to a fancy restaurant. People who came to eat here were either rich or powerful, and the men were all in suits. As soon as Scott appeared, he was stopped by the doorman.

"What? You don't even know me?" Scott glanced at the gatekeeper and said coldly.

The man heard his voice and looked up at his face in a hurry. Then he pushed the door open and let them in.

Originally, Michelle refused to go to place like this because she didn't bring much money with her.

"Have a seat." Scott pulled out the chair for her.

Overwhelmed by an unexpected favor, Michelle sat down anyway. Scott was still standing behind her. He didn't sit down yet as if he was waiting for someone.

"Sco..." As she was about to say something, she heard a sound of violin. The voice was filled with joy and happiness.

"Happy Chinese Valentine's Day." Scott bent down and kissed her on the cheek and said with a smile.

Then, the waiter in the restaurant came over with a bunch of red roses. Scott took the bunch of flowers from a waiter and looked at her affectionately, "this is the first Chinese Valentine's Day we spend together, and the first day we officially become lovers. Michelle, thank you for being with me. "

When he was finished, Scott was about to kneel on one knee, which made Michelle hurried to hold him.

"This is not a proposal. You don't have to kneel." She said.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Scott looked at her and smiled.

After dinner, Michelle walked out of the restaurant with the roses in her arms. Holding her in his arms, Scott looked at her from time to time with strong love.

The two strolled to the nearby park, where colorful lights were hanging on the trees and shining like the stars in the night.

Knowing that she wanted to go, Scott held her in his arms and walked directly to a park.

There were many people in the park. Most of them were couples. Some children were shuttling under trees.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed out and separated them. Michelle was squeezed in the crowd and shouted at Scott in panic, "Scott! Scott! "

She stretched out her hands and looked around, but she couldn't see where he was.

Suddenly, she felt the warmth from his hand, which calmed her flustered heart down slowly. She looked at the owner of the hand, not knowing what to say.

"How can I really let go of your hand?" Scott held her closely in case that she might be pushed away by the crowd again.

He was so scared just now that his heart almost jumped out. In the crowd, he followed his heart and looked for the people who were dispersed.

Now, no matter what happened, he would not let her go.

Under the colored light, they hugged and looked at each other

"Scott, I like you so much."

"Michelle, I love you."

Scott held her cheek and kissed her. Their figures were long drawn by the light, and two tall figures were printed on the slabs. That was the evidence of their love.