Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 84 Aircraft Incident

When they were back in the hotel, it was supposed to be a preventable issue but it happened…

It came naturally, a glass of wine and the atmosphere was created for indulgence.

From the door to the bed, Sarah was being touched all over.

He pushed her hands up above her head and forced her against the wall. His actions thereafter took

her breath away. It was surprisingly enjoyable.

He smirks mischievously, both of his legs pressed tightly against her.

He enveloped her and entered deeply.

“Let you realize your dreams.”

“What… what did you say?”

They French kissed, deeply, passionately. Nothing was held back.

Her lips were smudged, the scene was beautiful.

The more she didn’t want, the more he gave.

Outside, the thunder rolled as the rain came down in sheets. The rain peter pattered the windows and

the lightning flashed. It was a cacophony of noises.

The thunder was loud outside, and the room wasn’t any quieter.

The floor was a mess.

He moved closer and closer towards her collarbone, his nose wandered sniffing her fragrance. Each

blink of his eyelashes brushed against her delicate skin. It was seductive.

The buttons of her blouse weren’t meant to be undone, they were to be ripped off.

The thunderstorm, wind and rain, came just to fast.

…

After this thunderstorm, S city’s air cooled down. The clean smell of rain came from all about and

flowed through the window.

It was at night and after eight o’clock was the City’s most vibrant moment. The neon lights flashing and

the energetic men and women went about their night.

The events on the bed went along with the thunderstorm. She opened her dark, wet and shiny eyes like

precious stones moist after a storm.

Cried?

Sarah struggled, pain, her whole body ached.

She struggled to get up, her long hair covered her back. Her snow-white back had traces of red marks.

“Hey…”

She wanted to get down the bed but she decided not to for self-preservation.

“Andrew, you scoundrel!”

Sarah couldn’t endure it further. He’s 25? She’s 20. In this 5 years difference, can she be the only

woman in his life? How can he be so savage?

Was he like that with Emily?

She lost her mood when she thought of that White rose.

She saw Andrew in his expensive and luxurious suit, his hair was groomed and neat, totally different

from the mess a moment ago.

Sarah was undressed and in a mess. She was pathetic compared to him.

“Let’s go out.”

“Where do you want to go at this hour?” Sarah asked.

Andrew already took out a white dress for her. It would be a nice contrast to his black suit. It was

naturally body hugging.

He tore off the labels and put them on for her, not saying a word.

Sarah was scared of his stern and quiet state. She’s afraid of offending him. But she could dress

herself…

“Why are we dressed like that? Black and white. Don’t you know that it’s not auspicious?”

“Don’t feel like wearing?” He countered.

Sarah shook her head, that wasn’t what she meant. She hates it when he doesn’t discuss anything with

her and yet want her to simply do it.

She felt awkward and blushed as she left the room.

A lady in a lacey high neck girded waist long evening gown and a man in a black luxurious business

suit walked into a church.

Sarah didn’t think that he will bring her here.

“Why?”

“Brought you here to see them.”

Andrew said calmly as he looked at Jesus nailed to the cross.

There was no one else in the church. Very few people would come to a church at night. There were two

persons seated together.

Sarah was puzzled, them?

As she was thinking, she heard Andrew’s voice, “Aren’t you supposed to know your mother and father

in-laws?”

Sarah finally understood what he meant.

“Then, today is…” Her eyes were wide opened in disbelief.

“Memorial Day.”

Andrew said calmly and coldly.

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand, so…” She looked at her dress and it was suitably white.

Andrew looked at her surprised look and pulled her to sit down and held her close to him, “Quiet.”

Sarah calmly looked at the entire church, there were several pigeons in flight fluttering in the quiet

night.

A soft voice said, “Already passed away for twenty years in an aircraft accident when I was five.”

Five years old…

What about her? When was she in the orphanage? She seemed to have forgotten. But at fifteen her

father came for her.

“I don’t know what was separation. I only knew that from then on, I have never seen them.”

Andrew’s voice was distant, the church seemed to reverberate with his voice.

Not knowing why, Sarah wanted to hug him especially when he said ‘I have never seen them’, at that

moment, she could see the emptiness in his eyes.

“Actually, actually it’s nothing. The deceased is in peace and we should live properly which is the best

way to repay them. Don’t be too sad.”

As soon as Sarah finished, she wanted to continue, she pursed her lips and heard Andrew said,

“Firstly, I’ve never been sad; secondly, I’m living very well.”

Sarah, “…”

“I’m just consoling you.”

Why does this man like to nitpick!

“I’m Andrew, I don’t need to be consoled.”

Console, that’s a means of lying to yourself. He doesn’t need it.

Sarah doesn’t want to argue with him in the church. Furthermore, this was the first time she meets her

parents in law. She needs to maintain the relationship.

She smiles, “Okay, I won’t console, you are just fine.”

“Of course.” Andrew blinked in acceptance.

Why was he so childish!

Sarah decided not to talk to him and closed her eyes in prayer. She wanted to avoid any awkward

conversations with him.

He was squinting and in deep thoughts, she was quietly praying. Both looked serious.

At this moment, at a dark corner of the church, she saw a pair who looked very compatible. She can’t

help but feel envious. She clenched her fists tightly in envy like a poisonous snake coiled around her

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