Telling Lies, loving you novel Chapter 142

The words "bitch" stabbed her heart like a sharp blade.

"Michelle, what the hell are you talking about?" With a sigh, Michelle came back to her office with the tea cup.

Since their relationship had been made public, there was no need to hide it for Scott. At night, he went to Michelle's home as usual.

Olivia had already prepared the dinner and was waiting for them to come back. But today, an important guest came to house.

"Dad, why are you here?"

When Scott entered the door, he saw Jared walking out of the kitchen with a hot dish in his hand. He couldn't help shouting with his eyes wide open.

Jared wore an apron, looking like a housewife.

The two people standing in the living room looked at each other, washed their hands and sat down to eat. The family sat around the table, enjoying the delicious food on it.

After dinner, Scott volunteered to help wash the dishes, and Olivia did not refuse.

Someone said that he could live a better life if one walked a while after dinner. Thus, Olivia and Jared went out for a walk together.

When they was out, Scott held Michelle from behind mischievously, and then blew in her ear with his head sideways. It was so hot and uncomfortable.

"Let me go, Scott. I need to wash the dishes." With an impatient look on her face, Michelle nudged him to let go of her. However, he was like a plaster that was hard to tear apart once stuck to it.

Scott couldn't help but hold her tighter.

"Michelle, do you love me?"

Scott sensed the warmth from Michelle with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he looked like a child and approached her with his eyes filled with warmth.

He was staring at Michelle closely and asked her something that made her blush again.

"I don't want to be your family." After she finished speaking, Michelle held a spoon between them and looked at Scott vigilantly, beckoning him not to come over.

Scott grinned and said: "we have once lived together. Aren't we family?"

Michelle lowered her head and wanted to bury her whole face in shame.

It was a house which only covered an area of one hundred square meters, but it looked warm and happy at the moment, with the light and elegant decoration of the whole world, and even the corners of the buildings were carefully designed. Although it was not so luxurious, it made everyone in the room feel refreshing and comfortable.

"Michelle, I want you to say it." When she was about to leave, Scott grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Scott seized the chance to kiss heavily on her lips and kept asking.

"What should I say?" He asked two questions, but Michelle didn't know which one to answer at once.

However, Scott thought that she was trying to divert the topic. Thus, he pretended to be angry and said, "if you don't tell me the truth, I won't let you go even if they come back later."

The man in front of her was getting more and more overbearing, and there was a helpless look on his handsome face. In the eyes of others, Scott was a playboy and was an iceberg at work. But since he met Michelle the volcano, he was nothing but the one who was burned to death alive.

Michelle had no choice but to echo his words, "I love you."

Scott shivered suddenly. He lowered his head, surprised, excited, and inexplicably stared at her. His eyes were full of gentleness and affection, more violent than any time. She said it, she said it at last!

Scott was so excited that he suddenly lifted Michelle up and spun around on the ground.

When Olivia and Jared came back from a walk, they happened to see the young couple playing in the living room. They looked at each other and then laughed.

"Scott, put me down!" Michelle was the first one to notice the persons standing in the porch. She was so shy that she buried her head in Scott's neck and whispered.

Scott knew why she was shy, so he put her on the ground in embarrassment. Then he smiled at the two people standing not far away.

"We saw nothing." Jared turned his head away on purpose, but a smile was hanging on his lips.

After she saw what was happening, Michelle rolled her eyes at that man and turned around to her bedroom.

Sitting on the bed and gasping, Michelle did not show any sign of anger on her face. She looked at the sky outside the window and gradually calmed down.

Jared and Scott was chatting in the living room, but there was no good expression on Scott's face.

"I saw what's on the news. What are you going to do with it?" Jared asked his son. After all, this matter was too serious. Those reporter wouldn't let Michelle go so easily.