Mr. Right, Spoil Me
Chapter 102 Emily’s sweet talk

It was clearly due to her own bitterness that projected it onto Andrew, blaming him for not being with Sarah last night. If anyone was to pry open the door and Sarah got harmed, she will never forgive him. The person who said these was crude and can be easily mistaken for kicking up a fuss by those who don't understand the situation.

Andrew was sullen as he went out of the door with Emily.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, it's just sending Emily out, nothing else."

Ernest spoke calmly straight to the point and without any emotions.

Sarah understood and nodded.

"What? It was clearly the way I said it? Why does Emily trouble Andrew for everything? I really do not understand why Andrew always satisfies her. I can't stomach it as an outsider.

Anne was furious.

Ernest squinted and said calmly to her, "Dear, since you know that you an outsider, can you not meddle with their family affairs? Take it as I beg you, okay?"

Anne was fuming with her cheeks puffing, she pondered and decided not to say anymore.

Sarah looked quietly at them and in her heart, she was envious of them.

Sometimes she felt that Anne was far more blissful than her.

Though there were some differences in wealth and Anne only has a grandmother, but she was living the life that she desired, not bothered by wealth and unhappiness.

If everything was compared and she had a choice, she would rather be like Anne, with someone who loves her by her side and able to take care of her.

Oh lord, when will this drama end?

Sarah couldn't help but laugh at her own tragedy, she could only bear with it within her.

"Sarah, you haven't had your breakfast, right? You must be more careful with your meals now."

Anne reminded her softly.

Sarah understood, "Yes, I intend to have some porridge."

"I've already ordered for you. The room service should be here soon."

"Okay, thanks."

"Don't mention it. It's your guy that pays for it anyway. He has plenty of money and we will offer our efforts to help him spend his money."

At this time in the morning, the two of them achieved their objectives.

A University of S city.

"Okay, I've arrived."

Seated at the front passenger seat, Emily gently reminded as she tidied up the stack of papers in her hands. They were a manuscript translated from Shakespeare English the night before by Andrew. As she looked at the properly translated manuscript, Emily was uplifted and felt that Andrew's capability was limitless.

This man was so talented that he was perfection.

Andrew drove and his attention was on the road, he didn't seem to have heard what Emily said, but yet it seemed that he did. He just kept quiet and didn't reply her.

Emily frowned and observed his expression and pondered.

Her hurt and sadness flashed before her eyes and she spent three seconds mustering up a smile.

"What are you thinking of? I'm about to get out of the car. Do you intend to send me?"

Her intentions were clear, she wanted to be in step with him.

Andrew paused and frowned, he turns the steering wheel.

Now his mind was filled with that damned woman, Sarah. He was thinking that if she woke up and couldn't replace him, what will that Anne say to her.

The woman's gullible and can be easily swayed. What if Anne exaggerated and it wasn't the truth, then..."

He broke out in cold sweat.

Andrew nodded, "Okay, go ahead."

He didn't intend to get off the car.

Emily was shocked and she could see it in his expression that he will do this for anyone else.

But she didn't know that this day would come so soon and she felt that she had lost everything. Her man was taken by someone else.

The atmosphere was tensed and cold after she got down, she looked into the car and said, "Since you're not coming, I'll go by myself. Drive carefully."

"Alright."

Andrew mumbled he was anxious to go back.

"Wait, Andrew." She held onto the window and wanted to stop him.

Though he was in a hurry, Andrew suppressed his anxiety and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"No, nothing," laughed Emily. Then Andrew said solemnly, "Don't take what Anne said to heart. She is her, Sarah is Sarah. Those with a brain would not say those about you. Firstly, she doesn't have the right, next, she is Sarah's friend and cannot represent Sarah's thoughts. Last night you both slept in different rooms. You are husband and wife and shouldn't sleep apart even if you quarrel. Talk through it and make up. Don't let anyone interfere."

Andrew seemed surprised that she would say these. He paused and pondered.

His expression changed and was gentler, "Okay, I understand. I will try it out."

"No, not try, Andrew, women all need to be pampered. You need to put down your pride. Sarah is childish and throws a tantrum, I know."

Andrew thinks for a while and nodded.

A second after the window wound up, the car left in a cloud of dust. The dust drifted and settled.

Emily stood in place for a while without moving. She smirked not knowing what she was smiling about.

She was fixated to the car that became a dot in the distance. She remained in position until she couldn't see the car.

She stood in the wind pitifully and with her beauty and poise, every man will take a second look at her.

She was impressed with herself to be able to say those words. She was able to say it convincingly even though she didn't mean a single word of it. How jealous must you be to become so numb to it all? You even encouraged them to reconcile, Emily, you are really magnanimous.

She couldn't suppress her disdain anymore and smirked coldly.

"Miss Emily, is that you?" After a while, someone from the school came to welcome her. She composed herself and smiled graciously, "It's me, how do you do?"‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒