Scott enjoyed that day very much, because he hugged another woman to kiss in front of her.
Fantasies were beautiful, but reality was bony.
From that day on, Scott no longer had any fantasy about this so-called first love. But one day, she drugged him and took off her clothes in front of him.
"Bitch! Do you know how ugly you are now? All the women I have outside are as beautiful as flowers. You are just a dying tree! "
His consciousness was very clear, because his thoughts had been blinded by hatred. He hated his first love.
It was she who changed him and ruined their future!
It was all in the past. At first, Scott didn't want to mention it again, but when he saw uncle, he recalled all the past. Fortunately, he met Michelle, the love of his life.
That was really a wonderful feeling.
He never believed in love at first sight, and only had a good impression of Michelle. However, as time went by, he was more sure that Michelle was the one that he was looking for.
Because he saw the shadow of his mother on Michelle.
On the street, the traffic was like a tide, and the colorful neon lights flashed in the sight of Scott.
When he came out of the hospital, it was already dark outside. It was almost winter, so it was very dark now.
Holding the steering wheel with both hands, Scott looked straight ahead with perfect outline and slender eyebrows.
When the car arrived at the gate of the villa, Scott got out of the car. The night wind blew up a corner of his clothes.
"Why is the dinner not ready yet?"
Sitting at the table, Zoy looked at the servants with disdain. She was pregnant, but she had to wait here for so long. It seemed that these people didn't want to live.
The servants came out with hot dishes. Suddenly, a servant slipped and the plate in her hand fell into the arms of Zoy.
All of a sudden, the hot dishes that had just come out of the pot splashed on every part of Zoy's clothes, and her skin began to blister in a few seconds.
The plate fell to the ground, making a loud noise and turning into pieces. Almost all the people in the hall looked at this corner at the same time, including Scott.
Seeing this, the servants were also in a hurry to clean up the mess on the ground.
Standing aside, Zoy covered the back of her red and swollen hand, and her face was pale.
"It hurts. Don't you see? Don't you know I'm pregnant? I'm fine now, but if something bad happened to me, I would make you bury the baby with your heads! "
Zoy shouted at the servant who had made a mistake. She didn't look like a rich lady at all.
Michelle stepped forward and stood in front of the servants who had made mistakes just now. She looked at Zoy calmly and said, "they didn't mean it."
"It's either unintentional, or deliberate." A trace of hatred flashed through Zoy's eyes, but she still said patiently.
"Do you mean that my servants deliberately threw the plate on you? Zoy, you are such a scheming woman. How could you come up with such a vicious idea? "
Scott's voice came from behind the crowd. Of course, he would never stand on the side of Zoy. From the moment he entered the room, he saw everything happening here.
Zoy felt that she was covered in the shadow. Not knowing when, Scott had walked from the front door to her back, bringing an invisible sense of pressure.
"Brother, look, sister-in-law and they bullied me." Zoy rolled her eyes and pretended to be aggrieved.
However, this kind of drama did not work on Scott at all. How could he be so soft hearted? If it was Michelle, it must be different.
Scott looked at Zoy coldly and said, "you will be fine after applying some medicine."
The meal was tasteless for Zoy. How she wished to kick Michelle out of the house! It seemed that all her efforts were in vain just now.
"Zoy, have you visited your father these days?"
Scott's sudden words almost made Zoy throw up. She stared at Scott with her eyes wide open. It took her a long time to catch her breath.
"Of course..., I did."
Zoy's answer was a little guilty, but anyone could tell that she was lying.
"As a daughter, I don't know what you are doing every day." Scott put down the bowl and chopsticks angrily. The loud noise frightened everyone. "Uncle is dying. You can go to see him more often and talk to him for a while when you are free."
Zoy was so frightened that she even forgot to eat.
After saying that, Scott left. Realizing that Scott was in a bad mood, Michelle followed him upstairs.
The door of the room was not locked. Michelle should be glad that Scott was not angry.
She pushed the door open and walked in. At that moment, Scott was standing in front of the balcony, enjoying the cold wind. Michelle was worried that he would catch a cold, so she took a coat from the hanger and put it on him.
Scott turned around, held her hand and kissed it.
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