Mr. Right, Spoil Me novel Chapter 158

On the island.

Sarah Cox was out in the sun today. The reason is that she felt that the baby needed plenty of sunlight. Therefore she wanted a sunbath.

“I’m not going into the water. I’m a little scared.”

Matthew Scott was leading her towards the water, but she didn’t dare. If she choked, she wouldn’t be the only one in trouble.

“Okay, I’ll stay with you.”

If she doesn’t go, he doesn’t go.

If she slept for a day, he could watch her for that whole day.

Sarah gave a wry smile. She was used to it.

The two of them sat under the parasol. Sarah was drinking coconut juice. Watermelons may cause colds, therefore she couldn’t eat them.

Matthew’s skin was white, even whiter than Sarah’s.

He took off his shirt and put on hot pants. He was so white almost to the point of glowing. Several foreign women gave him the eye eagerly, some even whistled.

Handsome men don’t lack for attention anywhere.

“Hey, they’re calling you,” Sarah pointed at the excited women. They were sexily dressed and had hot bodies.

Matthew didn’t turn around. He was probably used to it, or, he preferred small breasts compared to big breasts. He firmly looked at her, “You’re prettier.”

“…”

Sarah turned her head slightly. She looked a bit embarrassed.

Sitting here for less than two hours, there were already a lot of women looking at Matthew. White people usually look down on Asian faces.

But, Matthew’s facial features were unusual. His eyes and nose were even more pronounced than those of Europeans. A quarter of his eyeballs has blue hidden in it.

That’s why women were always attracted to him.

Sarah, on the other hand, had the most typical Asian woman’s look. She looked gentle and soft. Moreover, she was born naturally with a pair of thick and beautifully arched eyebrows. There was no need for her to use any makeup. She was just so tender and attractive.

When men passed by, they couldn’t help but kept on glancing at her.

“By the way, what you promised me…”

Sarah bit down on the straw and sneaked a look at him. He had promised to let off Hudson and the others.

Matthew didn’t hesitate a bit, “Yes, they have returned to the country. However, I must detain them for the time being. I can’t guarantee that they won’t say anything against me. After this, I’ll naturally let them go.”

“And where did you detain them?”

Sarah was a bit worried. She never dared to speculate about his methods. After all, they were always unexpected.

“They are safe, all right?” Matthew’s tone turned a bit impatient and was somewhat annoyed.

Sarah didn’t dare to ask anymore. She was afraid that if she offended him, there would be troubles again.

“Well, what about the doctor? How was the search?”

Yesterday he said three days. So after one day, there are only two days left, right?

“I said before. As long as you’re obedient, I’ll do everything I promised you. But Sarah, in the future, whenever you’re with me, you must not mention anything about anyone else. I’m not interested in them; I’m only interested in you.”

He squeezed her face, got up, and kissed her on her forehead.

He did not try to kiss her on the lips as he knew she would avoid it.

Sarah’s body always stiffened inexplicably whenever he touched her.

But, she had no right to refuse.

The sea breeze blew her long hair, and the elegant smell of the wreath was lingering all over her body.

Seemed like purple was describing her.

“The colour on your head is purple. There are six colours of hyacinths, each of which represents a different meaning in floriography.”

He explains.

“Six? Then what’s mine?”

Purple, a very romantic colour. It’s meaning should be beautiful,

He opened his mouth. Deep in his black eyes, traces of pleasure flashes.

He then began to say the meanings for each colours skillfully, “

Blue is life. White: Serenity and calmness. Red: Thank you, I am touched. Yellow: Happiness, satisfaction. Pink: Admiration, romance, eternal remembrance. Purple…”

He paused for a moment. Burning passion started brewing in his eyes.

Sarah raised her neck, wondering why he didn’t say about purple.

“What is it?”

Matthew slowly approached her, “Can I take the meaning of purple in floriography as what I have always wanted to say to you?”

Sarah suddenly became aware of it and was worried.

Whether she listened or not, there didn’t seem to be much need.

At that moment, Matthew had already kneeled down on one knee. This sudden action froze Sarah.

He took one of her hands. At some point, he took out an enormous sparkling diamond ring from the flower basket, “Sad, jealous, crazy, lingering and melancholy love. Receive my love, and you will have happiness and joy. Sarah, this is the meaning of purple hyacinth in floriography.” Sarah realized she was about to enter into a painful decision.