Telling Lies, loving you

Chapter 145 I Let Him Go

As the sun set, a ray of rosy light came in through the French window and the curtain and shone into the living room.

Emily had watched TV for almost the whole afternoon, but she didn't move at all, keeping that posture. The room was cool with the air conditioner on. But her appearance made people feel tired for her.

"Michelle, it's already five o'clock. Why don't you cook?" Emily raised her head and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. As soon as she referred to food, she became powerful.

Just now, Michelle was worried that she couldn't adapt to the jet lag. Now it seemed that she had thought too much.

"Of course I should. But you have to help me. After all, it's very tired to cook."

Michelle suddenly found that without Scott, she lost her desire to cook. In fact, when a woman was cooking for her beloved man, she always paid much attention to it. And she would never feel tired, and she would not think that she would be tired one day.

For the sake that Emily had traveled a long way from abroad, Michelle didn't force her to wash the dishes. She was cleaning up in the kitchen alone, and at this moment, she remembered Scott.

She wondered how he was?

After she got out of the bathroom, Michelle wiped her wet hair with a dry towel, and Emily lay on the European style bed. She was watching TV happily, not like a person who had flown for more than ten hours

"Sweetie, do you have any fruit? I want to have some fruit. "

As expected, Michelle would never present at her sight. Emily was a capricious person, because her family was rich. Moreover, she was the apple of her father's eye and was loved like a treasure. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Yes, my lady." After that, Michelle turned around and wanted to leave, but then Emily added, "I want watermelon, fragrant melon, grapes, and dragon fruit!"

At that time, Michelle's world view was almost collapsed. She had no choice but to turn around and smiled at Emily, "Okay, my lady, but remember to give me tips later."

"Don't worry." Emily echoed.

They sat together on the bed, eating fruits and watching TV. However, Emily glanced at the people around from time to time. She could feel the disappointment in Michelle's heart.

"Hey, do you miss him?" Emily nudged Michelle with her elbow, and there was a smirk on her face.

"Watch your TV. I'm going to put away the fruit plate." Michelle knew that there would be gossip about Emily coming. Therefore, Michelle tried her best to escape but Emily saw through her.

"Don't go, or I won't give you any tip." An evil grin appeared on Emily's beautiful face. She grabbed Michelle's feet and tickled her, which made Michelle scream and turn over quickly.

Seeing her frightened expression, Emily couldn't help but burst into laughter. She stood up from the bed immediately and rushed to Michelle.

The two young women lay on the bed, chatting and laughing for a long time. They stared at the ceiling and the room fell silent. Neither of them spoke.

"Michelle, it's so good to see you find your love again. He treats you well. And he is the one who dealt with such a serious matter. I have to say you have a good boyfriend this time. "

Michelle didn't say anything, but looked at the ceiling with a slight smile.

In fact, she was also very grateful that she was able to meet Scott, which was the biggest fortune in her life.

The night fell, and the moon had climbed up the treetops. Soft white light shone into the room. She remembered that when she was alone, she always turned off all the lights in the room and stood quietly by the window alone, staring at the soft moonlight. At the moment, she was in a good mood.

At that time, in her eyes, there was no more beautiful views than the moonlight. Stars were twinkling at the moon as if it was greeting her. Every time she saw such a scene, Michelle would smile to greet the stars.

Maybe it was silly to do so, but at that time she was very lonely with no company except the stars.

It was the first time that she had felt the feeling of being lost love. Her heart was empty, as if it had been hollowed out, and there was nothing. Luckily, she was accompanied by family. Otherwise, she didn't know if she could survive.

"Scott..."

The woman in her sleep turned over and called the man's name.

It was midnight. Scott was sitting at his desk and reading files. He didn't expect that there were so many things to be dealt with in the company recently. But most part of things were that the board member required Scott dismissed Michelle.

His status was just like an emperor's. His ministers asked for him to abolish his Empress. How could he not have a headache at such an important matter?

"Sir, the reporters we've caught have escaped,"

"What?" At this moment, Scott looked ghastly pale and he looked at the phone in his hand. It was just an ordinary phone, but held in his hand as heavy as a thousand pounds, making his arm a little painful.

"Well..."

In her sleep, Emily turned over and stretched her hands, but suddenly she frowned. Because she smelt the smell of food.

She popped her eyes, lifted her quilt, put on her slippers and rushed out.

The delicious smell of food came from downstairs. When she was about to lift her foot to go downstairs, she suddenly heard a man's voice. She was familiar with the voice, so she was sure that the man was Scott!

In her eyes, he was here to compete for Michelle's favor.

She went downstairs in a hurry and walked around to see if Scott was OK. But at that moment, she saw sadness in his eyes, but only for a moment.

"How is it going? Is everything okay with Michelle?" She pulled the chair out and asked casually. If it had nothing to do with Michelle, she wouldn't help no matter how many hands she had.

But she could tell that something must have happened from the way he looked.

Scott did not speak, but quietly looked at the table without a blink. It was a little scary in this way.

Emily had seen a lot, so she wouldn't take his expression seriously. But since Scott didn't want to talk to her, she didn't have to be attentive to him.

"Michelle, what are you doing? It smells so good." Emily got up and went to the kitchen. She looked at the person who was cooking and then looked at the cooking in the pot.

"Oh, Scott didn't sleep well last night. I will make Sparerib Soup for him." Michelle explained hurriedly.

But after Emily heard this, she was unhappy. Why? Why could he get such a good treatment, just because of a handsome face?

But on second thought, this was Scott's place.

"Michelle, can I have this soup?" Eventually, Emily just couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food. Emily swore that she had lost, to the point of no return.

Emily looked at Michelle with pleading eyes.

"I've made the whole pot. You can have it."

Michelle took out a bowl from the cupboard, she filled a bowl with sparerib soup and gave it to Scott, but Emily felt uncomfortable with it. Because the best meat was given to Scott in the pot!

'Well, I forgive you for helping Michelle, ' Looking at the Scott sitting in front of the table, Emily was indignant.

She served herself a bowl of sparerib soup and went out on purpose to keep a distance from Scott. Maybe it was because she didn't know him well, Emily wanted to keep a certain distance from him.

Only Scott knew what was going to happen. His heart was pounding in his chest.

How on earth could he escape when the reporters he had been caught ran away? He had already sent several bodyguards to guard outside the door, and there were a small dark room in the backyard with four walls on each side and only a small window. Even a child was not able to get through the window unless the man knew how to shrink his bone.

Scott felt that there was a mole in this villa.

"Go and ask someone to come here."

After drinking a mouthful of soup, Scott said to the bodyguard coldly. The man replied and walked out of the room in a hurry. However, not long after, a group of people came in, and none of them had much expression on their faces. Only serious.

Emily was shocked by this sudden scene and thought, 'it's still early in the morning. It makes me too shocked to eat anything.'

"You are professional. I think this matter has nothing to say? Haven't you chased the person who disappeared? Don't you know how important it is? "

After that, Scott threw the bowls and plates in front of them on the ground angrily. He was so angry that blue veins stood out on his face.

It was the first time for Michelle to see him get angry, and she didn't think it was terrible before. But now, she was really scared.

However, no one said anything, and all of them lowered their heads.

"Hey, you. Why did you smash things when you were mad? It would be a waste of Michelle's time and effort. " Emily didn't want others to waste food, let alone the food was made by Michelle.

Scott didn't talk to her, he almost lost reason now. When Emily saw that Scott ignored her, she was even more indignant. She tried to get a reasonable explanation but was stopped by Michelle.

Emily turned to look at her, only to find that there was no much expression on Michelle's face. Instead, her face was very serious.

"I let him go."