Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 142 Have A Kid With You

"Where did she go?"

In the Bask's villa, Andrew's grandfather looked at the empty house, the doctor had come, but why did

she disappear?

Someone answered, "My Lord, the young mistress said she has something to go out. I heard that she

is going out to see her friend off, she will be back soon."

"Is anyone following her?"

"Yeah, Leo and some bodyguards are following her."

The servants answered immediately.

Looking at the time indicated by the pointer, Andrew's grandfather held back his displeasure. Without

any urging, he asked the doctor to wait in situ.

…

Sarah had fainted with fright, and the moment she opened her eyes again, the surrounding snow-white

wall told her that she was no longer in that car. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Her side was empty; Matthew was not here with her.

Her surrounding was a quiet enclosed space. There was a comfortable bed inside, which made her

sleep extraordinarily deep.

In a trance, she found something wrong was going on here!

The room was truly quiet, but to her surprise, she felt distress in her chest, while her brain suddenly felt

extreme hypoxia and her consciousness was slack.

When would she feel this way?

"I'm on the plane…"

She muttered to herself.

Realizing that there was something wrong, she immediately got out of the bed.

She was so anxious and didn't have time to wear shoes. She was barefooted, and the cold made her

bare and fair toes curled up.

For a moment, her heart was broken.

As her gaze followed the sunlight projected on the window at a close distance and formed golden

layers, she surveyed the huge abysses, mountains and ravines, which were rolling and charming like

the marks on the map. All of these were incredible, but they really happened.

"Lie back."

At the door, there was a long and thin figure leaned against the door with his arms crossed over his

chest, his expression was cold and impassive.

Sarah just stood still.

"I told you to lie back, are you deaf?"

This time, the volume of Matthew's voice increased significantly. He dragged out the last letter of the

sentence, giving rise to the signs of impatience and showing the heavy sullenness.

Upon hearing his words, Sarah lifted one foot subconsciously and rested the tiptoe on the other foot. It

was quite cold, and it was not good for her who was pregnant now.

He gave Sarah a frosty look, but in the end he still failed to restrain himself. He stepped forward, the

light shining on her translucent nightdress made of diaphanous fabric, he put his hands around her

waist and carried her in his arms.

The woman's body was so soft that he couldn't let go.

"Want to go back?" He sneered, revealing her innermost thought directly.

Subconsciously, the woman's gaze shrank and her colorless lips were peeling, leaving her look drawn

and haggard. Right now, she felt very uncomfortable on the plane.

Sarah naturally didn't say a word, she was very tired and didn't have the energy to deal with his words.

Matthew's gaze lingered on her for a while, but in an instant, his gaze was chilled endlessly when it

swept across her belly.

"Put your shoes on and eat with me or continue to lie down?"

He asked her, but his tone was more like forcing her to answer.

Forcing herself to endure the sorrow in her heart, Sarah tried hard to speak, "I lie…lie down."

She finally said something, and her voice was so hoarse.

The look in her eyes was so pitiful that everyone else would follow her to frown.

Perhaps because of airsickness, Sarah was very painful, her stomach seemed to turn up and down

while her delicate and elegant eyebrows had long lost their equanimity.

Matthew didn't care about her thought, she would say she wanted to lie down, which meant she was so

sick of him that she even disdained eating with him.

In his heart, the rage was intensified frantically.

"Don't lie down, you must eat with me."

He refused to promise her, putting her on the bed, he put on the shoes for her personally.

Sarah shook her head vigorously, "No, I don't want to eat, I just want to sleep."

The man creased his forehead deeply, with a Chinese character in the middle, vividly portraying his

irritability and jealousy.

He clamped his hands over her shoulders, taking away the fingertips which stuck tightly into her skin,

"Will eating with me kill you? Would you rather ignore your baby than eat with me?"

Baby…

This word touched the softest part of a woman's heart.

Looking up, a handsome face came into her sight. Indeed, how good he looked, how cruel he was.

This naturally unique and handsome face, was not used for other people to admire, but to hide the

cruelty in his heart.

"Don't hurt my baby, he is innocent."

Sarah clutched the hem of his shirt. This was the first time that she really wanted to beg him, begging

him to be merciful, instead of going against him.

Looking at her swallowed her pride, the man was startled.

His beautiful eyelids quivered without a trace.

Sarah implored him, "This is my baby, I hope you can understand how much I value him. I remember

what you've told me, but I beg you, please let me go for this time and I promise there will be no next

time."

Sarah was so anxious that she put her airsickness behind her and shook his shirt tightly. Her tears kept

running down her face, his chest was wet and his snow-white shirt became transparent.

It was traced back to the time he imprisoned her.

"I don't care who he is! I will never allow it! Sarah, if I find out what happened between you and him, I

will definitely make you regret it for the rest of your life or even now!"

His sinister and ruthless expression interpreted that he was on the verge of losing control after a rage.

A year ago, he caught her from a room in the young people's favorite love hotel and locked her at

home for a month. The reason was that Sarah had been ready to give all of her to Bruce that night, but

in the end it was not realized.

Moreover, Sarah's dad who was in good health at the time also knew about it, he blamed Sarah and

even supported Matthew's behavior.

At this point, the forbidden fruit developed from the love between a man and a woman was uprooted

and buried in the soil.

Since then, the conflict between Bruce and Sarah had been intensified inadvertently.

"Bruce and I are boyfriend and girlfriend, it's normal for us to do something. Can you not always

interfere with us?"

At that time, she naively felt that he was close-minded, of course, what he did was for her good.

"Can," he said with his eyes expressionless, and then he suddenly said a sentence that petrified her. "If

you really want to try, I don't mind if you use me as an experiment."

"You bastard, if you continue to talk nonsense, I will rip your mouth apart!"

That night, Sarah's father went out for the social event, while Matthew was intoxicated as he came

back from work.

She stayed at home alone, the house was ablaze with light; on the floor, he fell and laid on it. She

helped him enter the room and cleaned his clothes.

When she wanted to leave, he suddenly grabbed her hand like crazy and dragged her to the bed

despite her struggle.

His hot blast that stunk of wine was let out on her face, while his body emanated a delicate fragrance of

tobacco.

Somewhere in his body was clamoring crazily, making her key up every nerve. She was afraid and

dared not to have that kind of idea. She wailed and fought him, but he just sucked it out and didn't fight

back. His drunken face was red, his voice was no longer childish as a younger brother in the

orphanage, instead, it was full of masculinity, deep and domineering, "Sarah, I love you, you can only

be mine, I want to have a kid with you, if you dare to be together with others, I will show you my

death…let's perish together…"