Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 155 Can't Have Affection for Him

"Well, tell me, what did they follow up?"

Matthew sneered when he listened to the man's report on the other end of the phone, his eyes were

scornful and treated those reports with contempt.

"They've already found out that the woman in the car is not Ms. Cox. Andrew Bask and his followers

were investigating the place where Ms. Cox went missing rigorously. Mr. Scott, should we take action?"

"No rush, it'll be interesting to see how good they can be."

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"Tell me immediately if there is any change and remember to delete the call log completely."

"Yes."

"Send more people to monitor Andrew's actions, and you all must never expose yourselves."

"Got it, Mr. Scott!"

The phone was hung up, it was six o'clock in the morning here, and the sun had just risen.

Since the season here was the transition from late spring to early summer, dawn always appeared very

early on this beach.

Matthew woke up early and received an emergency call.

On the other hand, a woman, who was still asleep, was lying on the bed alone. She slept on her side

like a noble ragdoll which would curl itself up into a little ball when it slept.

As mentioned in the book, these kinds of people generally felt insecure, and they were lonely deep

down inside.

Her long hair was like beautiful seaweed, hanging down on the king-size bed where she slept alone.

He walked over, looking at her who was still in her dream, he couldn't control his lips to approach her

face and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

Only when he kept having physical contact with her, he could better understand how it felt like to own

her – it was very comfortable.

Today was the first day, which was rather meaningful. After all, she had promised him by herself

yesterday.

Sarah stayed asleep until nine o'clock, she didn't wake up automatically, but was awakened by the loud

sound of the waves.

"You're awake?"

"...Yeah."

In front of her, his figure was standing there/ He had prepared breakfast for her and just waited for her

to wake up.

It seemed that he had spent a lot of time on it.

Sarah's consciousness was still in confusion, rubbing her eyes and looking at him, her vision was

blurry.

Her messy long hair fell over irregularly and stuck on the corner of her mouth; her baby hairs stuck up

disorderly while there was still a glazed look in her eyes.

"Didn't sleep well?"

Sarah shook her head, "No."

She touched her neck, wondering if her habit was too terrible. Sleeping alone, she was engulfed by a

feeling of emptiness without the body wall that would suddenly lean against her back as ever.

Matthew walked over to her and the cup and facial cleansing brush were all ready for her, she didn't

need to take even a step.

"I'll do it myself," Sarah felt that she was not so fragile, and she was also not really used to being

treated like a useless person.

Matthew didn't insist on it, just looked at her quietly.

Sarah noticed a glimmer of light unexpectedly glittered in his eyes which were cold and lonely all the

year round.

His look was soft, not as frosty as before.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In short, the process of brushing her teeth and washing her

face was done with his "help".

"Are these all your cooking?"

On the dining table, there were all her favorite dishes, why would he know her taste very well?

Sometimes she would wonder whether Matthew paid too much attention to her or she didn't pay

enough attention to him.

"By the way, I want to tell you one thing."

Sarah stopped the movement in her hands and looked at him silently with her eyes slightly cautious.

Matthew looked no different, "Go ahead."

"Can I have a check-up for my baby? I haven't paid much attention to him, I want to know if he is

healthy and safe."

At this moment, he only looked toward her. His thin lips were stained with the paste, and the tip of his

tongue licked it away softly. His movement was soft and slow, unintentionally making him look elegant

and handsome.

He smiled, "Can."

"Really?"

Sarah didn't expect that he would agree with her readily.

"Of course."

He reached out to stroke her head, "I can promise you anything as long as you obey me."

Sarah begged to differ with what he said.

Even though she had a complaint, she just hid it in her heart.

She just needed to show that she was happy because he had allowed her to visit the doctor.

"Wait, I have another request. Can you send a doctor from our homeland? I can't understand the

language of the local doctor."

"I understand," said Matthew.

"No, you are you, I am me. You've promised me."

In the last sentence, she deliberately softened her voice. She could only use this trick.

Matthew was taken aback in front of her, blinking his narrow and sharp eyes, the last sentence…

After a three-second pause, "Okay, I promise you."

Sarah rejoiced secretly.

It was not that she didn't believe him, but for safety's sake, she thought that the doctor whom she could

communicate with was the best. After all, the baby was in her uterus, she must take care of it with great

solicitude.

"When you want to do the check-up?"

"Depends on your arrangement, I'm okay with anything, just don't be too late."

In fact, when she said these remarks, without any reason, there was an inexplicable glitter of hope in

her heart, simply and purely.

Matthew thought for a while, he glanced away and then finally decided, "In three days, I will arrange for

a doctor to come."

Three more days…

Biting her lower lips unconsciously, Sarah eventually agreed, "Al...Alright."

Matthew's gaze stuck on her action of biting her lips for a long time, "Is it too late for three days?"

"It's ok, three days are fine, and I’m just worried about my baby. Although I don't feel anything, I still

want to know if he is all right."

Matthew reached out for Sarah all of a sudden, Sarah shrank back unconsciously, but in a flash, she

responded quickly and let him touch her, "He is still very small and there is no sign of it yet. After four

months, he would get bigger little by little."

His finger gently stroked the abdomen under her silky clothes, she was so skinny that he could

completely hold her waist with only one arm.

"Sarah, you must remember that you can't have affection for him."

He suddenly jerked out his words, declaring directly and clearly.

…

City H.

Recently, the air pressure in the office was very low, even as low as the temperature when water

freezing into ice, and not the faintest sound of any kind could be heard.

Except for entering the office early in the morning and leaving the office late at night, the man stayed in

the office all day without eating or drinking.

Sandy saw all this and tried several times to go into the office, but he was turned away.

He knew that since the wife of his boss disappeared, the face of his boss had only one expression –

expressionless.

He also found that his boss, who usually couldn't bear even a strand of hair and suffered from severe

mysophobia, unexpectedly had stubble on the corners of his mouth.

However, it was mysterious that the documents sent in everyday were all taken out again in less than

one hour and what made them so shocking was that all the documents had been corrected seamlessly

and could even be said to be perfect.

He didn't know what kind of situation a person was in when he managed to do something more

perfectly than usual in times of despair.

"Is Mr. Bask here?"

The sound of high-heeled shoes was heard, and a person stood upright in front of Sandy.

She was Bianca.

"Is there something you want to talk to Boss?"

"Kind of," Bianca glanced at Sarah's seat, haha, she had really gone missing.

"What kind of matter?" Sandy squinted his eyes. "Our boss is inconvenient to meet with guests now,

please go back."

"What if it is about Sarah? I believe Mr. Bask should be eager to know it." Sandy was speechless for a

moment.