Mr. Right, Spoil Me novel Chapter 168

Matthew eventually carried her back to the bed, but Sarah didn't even look at him properly in the eye.

It was smooth. It took Andrew only ten minutes to arrive in front of the new villa Sarah was living in.

Probably he will be impressed the moment he stepped into the doorway.

Because no one was guarding the door, Andrew went straight in.

Matthew, who just happened to come down from the stairs, stared directly into Andrew’s eyes.

"It’s been a while since we last met."

Andrew was the first to speak.

Noticing him coming down from the second floor, he took a second look upstairs.

No one was there.

"Looking for me?" Not much was said.

Matthew asked rhetorically.

"Looking for my wife."

The man grinned. His elegant dark eyebrows moved slightly.

"You can't even look after your own wife, is that what you mean?"

Matthew laughed sarcastically as he took steps forward.

Andrew creased into a sneer. He shook his head instead. "There are many people with sinister intentions, bringing her to such a faraway place. How will that fool remember to go back? Only I can come to pick her up personally."

Invisibly, things started to get intense as vengeance grew in them.

"Well, she's here with me." Matthew did not shy away from saying it, and this point caused Andrew to be slightly surprised.

He added, "She won't go back with you. She wanted to stay here."

"You are good at joking, aren’t you?" Andrew sneered.

After that, a recording from the phone made Andrew stand in place, unable to move.

"I'll go with you, no matter what happens in the future, I will fulfill what I promised today ..."

A momentary expression changed in the man's eyes.

"... What is love then..."

"You really don't love him?"

It was the voice of Matthew.

"... No."

Sarah replied.

What followed was his edited video of the past few days, the occasional voice of Sarah, the subtle laughter that sounded like she was having a good time.

"Is that enough?"

Matthew asked Andrew.

The eyes of Matthew were full of cunning arrogance.

The man's eyes stopped moving for a moment and replied, "So can I."

"Yes. You can too, Andrew. You should know clearly that this is her voice."

It was indeed her voice.

Andrew was indifferent. The tip of his tongue was faintly licking his lips. He had suspicious eyes, "How do I know if you put a knife to her neck and forced her to say that?"

Matthew laughed unpleasantly.

"I dare, but I don't care."

"You let her come here, Matthew. I will ask her if she said those words."

"She had just fallen asleep and she is still very weak."

The last words faintly stirred the man's nerves.

His eyes were like one end of a sharp sword, clashing against each other.

"What do you mean she’s weak?"

"Miscarriage, what do you think?"