Mr. Right, Spoil Me novel Chapter 142

"Where did she go?"

In the Bask's villa, Andrew's grandfather looked at the empty house, the doctor had come, but why did she disappear?

Someone answered, "My Lord, the young mistress said she has something to go out. I heard that she is going out to see her friend off, she will be back soon."

"Is anyone following her?"

"Yeah, Leo and some bodyguards are following her."

The servants answered immediately.

Looking at the time indicated by the pointer, Andrew's grandfather held back his displeasure. Without any urging, he asked the doctor to wait in situ.

…

Sarah had fainted with fright, and the moment she opened her eyes again, the surrounding snow-white wall told her that she was no longer in that car.

Her side was empty; Matthew was not here with her.

Her surrounding was a quiet enclosed space. There was a comfortable bed inside, which made her sleep extraordinarily deep.

In a trance, she found something wrong was going on here!

The room was truly quiet, but to her surprise, she felt distress in her chest, while her brain suddenly felt extreme hypoxia and her consciousness was slack.

When would she feel this way?

"I'm on the plane…"

She muttered to herself.

Realizing that there was something wrong, she immediately got out of the bed.

She was so anxious and didn't have time to wear shoes. She was barefooted, and the cold made her bare and fair toes curled up.

For a moment, her heart was broken.

As her gaze followed the sunlight projected on the window at a close distance and formed golden layers, she surveyed the huge abysses, mountains and ravines, which were rolling and charming like the marks on the map. All of these were incredible, but they really happened.

"Lie back."

At the door, there was a long and thin figure leaned against the door with his arms crossed over his chest, his expression was cold and impassive.

Sarah just stood still.

"I told you to lie back, are you deaf?"

This time, the volume of Matthew's voice increased significantly. He dragged out the last letter of the sentence, giving rise to the signs of impatience and showing the heavy sullenness.

Upon hearing his words, Sarah lifted one foot subconsciously and rested the tiptoe on the other foot. It was quite cold, and it was not good for her who was pregnant now.

He gave Sarah a frosty look, but in the end he still failed to restrain himself. He stepped forward, the light shining on her translucent nightdress made of diaphanous fabric, he put his hands around her waist and carried her in his arms.

The woman's body was so soft that he couldn't let go.

"Want to go back?" He sneered, revealing her innermost thought directly.

Subconsciously, the woman's gaze shrank and her colorless lips were peeling, leaving her look drawn and haggard. Right now, she felt very uncomfortable on the plane.

Sarah naturally didn't say a word, she was very tired and didn't have the energy to deal with his words.

Matthew's gaze lingered on her for a while, but in an instant, his gaze was chilled endlessly when it swept across her belly.

"Put your shoes on and eat with me or continue to lie down?"

He asked her, but his tone was more like forcing her to answer.

Forcing herself to endure the sorrow in her heart, Sarah tried hard to speak, "I lie…lie down."

Sarah was so anxious that she put her airsickness behind her and shook his shirt tightly. Her tears kept running down her face, his chest was wet and his snow-white shirt became transparent.

It was traced back to the time he imprisoned her.

"I don't care who he is! I will never allow it! Sarah, if I find out what happened between you and him, I will definitely make you regret it for the rest of your life or even now!"

His sinister and ruthless expression interpreted that he was on the verge of losing control after a rage.

A year ago, he caught her from a room in the young people's favorite love hotel and locked her at home for a month. The reason was that Sarah had been ready to give all of her to Bruce that night, but in the end it was not realized.

Moreover, Sarah's dad who was in good health at the time also knew about it, he blamed Sarah and even supported Matthew's behavior.

At this point, the forbidden fruit developed from the love between a man and a woman was uprooted and buried in the soil.

Since then, the conflict between Bruce and Sarah had been intensified inadvertently.

"Bruce and I are boyfriend and girlfriend, it's normal for us to do something. Can you not always interfere with us?"

At that time, she naively felt that he was close-minded, of course, what he did was for her good.

"Can," he said with his eyes expressionless, and then he suddenly said a sentence that petrified her. "If you really want to try, I don't mind if you use me as an experiment."

"You bastard, if you continue to talk nonsense, I will rip your mouth apart!"

That night, Sarah's father went out for the social event, while Matthew was intoxicated as he came back from work.

She stayed at home alone, the house was ablaze with light; on the floor, he fell and laid on it. She helped him enter the room and cleaned his clothes.

When she wanted to leave, he suddenly grabbed her hand like crazy and dragged her to the bed despite her struggle.

His hot blast that stunk of wine was let out on her face, while his body emanated a delicate fragrance of tobacco.

Somewhere in his body was clamoring crazily, making her key up every nerve. She was afraid and dared not to have that kind of idea. She wailed and fought him, but he just sucked it out and didn't fight back. His drunken face was red, his voice was no longer childish as a younger brother in the orphanage, instead, it was full of masculinity, deep and domineering, "Sarah, I love you, you can only be mine, I want to have a kid with you, if you dare to be together with others, I will show you my death…let's perish together…"