"I don't intend to let you sleep in the guest room."
Skylar Holland stared at the computer screen without squinting as he spoke, and his fingers moved quickly on the keyboard, tapping the letters.
"What?" Coralie Chariott was a little confused. What did he mean when he said that he did not intend to let her sleep in the guest room? She asked, "You don't want me to sleep on the sofa, do you?"
Skylar stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at Coralie. "Granny is very smart. If we sleep separately, she will see through our act at a glance. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, sleep in the master bedroom with me."
This was the third time Skylar had used his grandmother as an excuse, but Coralie could not refute this.
Although Grandmother Holland was old, she was aware of everything that was going on around her. If Skylar and herself lived separately, she would discover this.
"Why don't I sleep on the sofa in your bedroom?"
Coralie did not give up.
Skylar finally got angry. He stood up and approached Coralie step by step. The height difference between them caused Coralie to feel small. "Coralie, how old are you? 15 or 20 years old?"
"I..."
"You are 25 years old, and you are no longer a virgin. Can you stop pretending to be innocent? You have slept with another man for three years. Now, you are trying to pretend that you are pure, aren't you? Why? Don't tell me that you are not ready for this when you are moving in with me? Or are you trying to play hard to get again?"
Skylar's words woke Coralie up.
She also began to laugh at herself. "Yes, I'm just pretending to be pure. I thought President Holland would like this. Since you don't like this, then I will stop pretending. President Holland, if you like it, you are welcome to sleep with me at any time."
After that, she turned and left.
Only Coralie was aware of what she was running away from. She was afraid that if she got too close to Skylar, she couldn't figure out the situation and she would lose her bearings.
The deeper she fell into the trap, the more in pain she would be.
After thinking for a while, Coralie finally decided to take a bath in the master bedroom.
The bathroom was huge, and there was a fan-shaped massage bathtub in it. However, in order to save time, Coralie took a shower next to it instead.
She washed every inch of her skin clean, as if she was ready to sleep with Skylar.
Coralie took a shower, blew her hair half-dry, picked up a small bathrobe prepared for her from the hanger next to her, and put it on before she went back to the bedroom.
Skylar still didn't come back from the study.
"I think I will be lonely all the time... I've been so lonely all my life..."
The phone rang. She glanced at the name on it. It was Howard Schultz. Coralie disconnected the call without thinking.
Soon, the phone rang again.
After five or six calls, Coralie had no choice but to pick up the phone.
"Coralie! Aren't you ashamed? If you can't afford the clothes, why did you let Alison buy them. You're happy to spend more than 100,000 dollars on this, aren't you?"
As soon as the phone was connected, Howard finally vented his anger, as if he had accumulated his resentment for a long time.
Coralie was puzzled at first, but then she remembered what had happened a few weeks ago when she bought clothes for Grandmother Holland's banquet to celebrate her discharge from the hospital.
"She wanted to buy those clothes herself. It was none of my business!"
Out of the blue!
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