Mr. Right, Spoil Me
Chapter 116 Forced(1)

At the Bask Residence.

It was the same as last night, Sarah just finished her shower and heard her phone ring.

This time, she was familiar with the signs and she was prepared.

"Matthew, didn't I say not to call me unnecessarily? Why don't you listen?"

Sarah said with a hint of upset.

"Why do I have to listen to you? Have you ever listened to me?"

"I'm worried that Andrew will get angry, he is a man and you are you. It's not appropriate."

She said politely.

Sarah didn't want to get Andrew upset after what happened today. She felt that she was in the wrong and should now consider for him.

But the other party didn't take heed and continued to pester, "I want to see you, can you come out tomorrow?"

"NO!"

She replied without hesitation.

Cannot.

Sarah kept shaking her head and it was as if Matthew could imagine the way she rejected. She began to be agitated and grab onto the cell phone and her breathing hastened.

This was like she rejected a person and she wasn't used to it. She felt bad about it.

He should be having all sorts of pleasant things, why does he have to suffer like this? "Why? Give me a reason."

He calms down and didn't want to force her. He wanted her to relax as much as possible. Sarah bites her lips, how can she say the reason, if she did, she could face a terrible end! Can she appear in front of him?

How does a bowl of soup taste to a beggar? She knows very well the feeling.

"Matthew, listen to me, next time minimize contacting me. In fact, don't contact me if..." "Sarah, try saying that again."

He swiftly replied and forcibly blocked what Sarah wanted to say. She was stunned.

Okay, she'll not say any further.

"It's late! Let's rest. I still need to work tomorrow." She repeatedly avoided him which triggered his rage. It was as if she had thrown fuel on the fire and he erupted, "Do I disgust you? Are you hoping that I disappear from this earth? Which parts of me do you despise and reject? Tell me? I'll change!"

Sarah was already trembling with fear. She simply didn't want any more contact with him for fear that Andrew will misunderstand.

Though it was likely that he won't back tonight.

"That's not what I meant, Matthew, can you please calm down?"

Sarah still cannot overcome her soft-heartedness and explained, "I'm now married and am different from the past. I'd already distance myself from Bruce Randall. Can you not make things difficult for me?" "What? You equate me to Bruce?"

He emphasized the word "equate".

She smacked her forehead and felt hurt within. Come on, this isn't the main point.

"Matthew, you're sensitive since you were young, I know. But it is meaningless to harp on this point. Both of you won't have any further relationship with me."

Sarah said truthfully. She might as well tell him exactly as she felt.

"Damn you, Sarah! Sarah!" He yelled with all his might.

Sarah couldn't replace a suitable way to continue the conversation and the only thing she could do was to hang up the call.

"Since that is nothing else to say, I'll..."

She quickly ended the call before he could reply and just at that moment, someone rushed in from the room.

Andrew was back!

Just as Sarah hung up the call, he saw her clutching her phone. Not knowing who she was talking to a moment ago.

"Andrew, you're back."

She didn't expect him to come back!

"What do you think?"

He didn't bother with such an idiotic question.

Andrew already saw what's in her hand when he walked in. Just now in the corridor, he could clearly hear her voice. Now that he thought about it, it was due to a call. She could smell the strong odor of alcohol on him.

Sarah pinched her nose and waved her hand, "You went drinking? You reek of alcohol. How much did you drink?"

The way Andrew budged into the room was very chilling. His slim and tall body was vexed as he undid his tie, grabbed her phone, and questioned, "Who were you talking to?"

"Friend."

Sarah said truthfully.

"Really? Friend?"

Andrew saw the number and Sarah broke out in cold sweat, could he redial the last number?

"Why did you take my phone? Give it back!"

She demanded before Andrew did anything. Andrew laughed coldly, "Oh look, how clumsy you are. Guilty conscience, I see."

When Sarah lunged forward, she inadvertently sees a red lipstick on his collar and a hint of perfume that she had encountered before. It's Emily's!

"You went to see Emily?"

At this point, the atmosphere changed and turned upside down.

"How dare you question me? At least I was on the receiving end. Andrew, what nerve you have for questioning me?"

Sarah snatched over the phone and held it to her chest.

Only now did Andrew notice that there was a lipstick mark on his shirt.

An hour ago.

Just as the left the Waltz bar, he placed the drunk lady onto the back seat and started to drive. In the pitch-black back seat, a woman's sobbing could be heard. "Andrew, please stop the car."

She begged.

"Go back first."

"No, please stop, quickly!"

Andrew stopped the car by the side of the road, turned, and looked at her. He didn't expect her to climb to the front.

In the tight confines of the car, Emily managed to climb onto the driver seat.

It was a swift attack.

"Emily, go back there!"

Andrew frowned and saw that her lipstick and makeup was messed up. She looked terrible and even sat indecently on his thighs.

She didn't answer, her legs were opened below her skirt and revealed her black lacy panties. Her hands were around his neck. Her eyes were captivating and she was pure and beautiful. "Andrew..." She whispered.

Andrew thought that she was drunk and wasn't ruthless in his actions. He said, "Get down first, I'll send you home and wash your face."

"No! I don't want to go back!"

Emily held onto his neck and pressed her entire body onto his.

"Andrew, why are you so ruthless towards me? Why?"

She forced him for an answer.

Andrew's hands didn't dare to touch her and calmly said, "I'm doing this for your own good. I say it again, go back to your seat immediately." The woman not only did not leave, but she also opened up his collar and the tip of her tongue slid over his collar bone and she skillfully released his belt buckle.0000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐