Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love

After that Abby Miller sat on Richard Scott's laps and finished writing, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

Abby Miller swallowed the bitter pill in silence after writing for 3 hours.

After she finally finished writing, she could not wait to rush out of Richard Scott's embrace.

Richard Scott did not stop her. His expression did not show any displeasure. Instead, he was very satisfied as he picked up the paper densely packed 'I was wrong' on the table and started reading.

It could be seen from her neat handwriting that Abby Miller wrote carefully.

"Next time, you'll have to write it 1,000 times."

After putting down the paper, Richard Scott did not forget to warn Abby Miller. He got up and said, "Go back to your room."

"Okay."

Abby Miller was overjoyed because she could finally get rid of this iceberg.

The two of them walked out of the study. When they passed by the master bedroom, Abby Miller walked toward the opposite room without looking back.

However, Richard Scott grabbed her collar and asked, "Where are you going?"

Abby Miller played dumb, "Go back to my room. Is my room here?"

"Haha."

Richard Scott sneered. He pulled Abby Miller with his one hand and opened the door with his other hand, easily dragging Abby Miller into his room.

"Abby Miller, are you getting bolder and bolder?"

Richard Scott's lips curled into a faint smile, but the expression on his face clearly said, "You're bold, aren't you?" ...

None of Abby's stratagems escaped Richard Scott's eyes.

Abby Miller knew very well that she couldn't defeat this evildoer, so she could only follow him miserably.

Then, she saw Richard Scott taking off his clothes, from his jacket to his collar knot, and then his shirt. He walked to the wardrobe, pulled a bath towel around his waist, and then took off her pants without scruple.

With a red face like cooked shrimp, Abby Miller picked up his scattered clothes behind him with a sad face.

She looked exactly like a maid!

to bathe

that she was hugging his clothes, Richard Scott was just about to step forward when he suddenly turned his head to

Her head shook like a rattle, and she didn't even have time to

gaze. Finally, he said faintly, "It's been so long, but

the bathroom without looking back, as if to show off his golden

wants you to be so shameless like

angrily, Abby Miller tossed Richard Scott's dirty clothes

was

was that of both a servant and an awkward “fiancé”, so she had to stay close to

would

would do with her

he thought about it, Richard Scott came

water droplets on his hair kept falling down along his exposed chest, and finally slowly

it weren't for the atmosphere right now, Abby Miller would definitely appreciate

chest was strong. His muscles were firm but not flamboyant. His V line abs made his strong waist

bath towel surrounded her casually, and his long straight legs

felt that this

guy was really

seen

he saw that Abby Miller was staring at him intently.

Miller suddenly came to her senses and blushed, "Wh-what? I didn't see

"Oh?"

raised his brows and deliberately approached Abby Miller.

entered her nose. The man's breath enveloped Abby Miller's body and he

her sight directly became parallel to

are you going to do?"

lost her composure and continued to retreat in fear.

at me, why are

Scott looked at her teasingly, as if he was mocking the attitude

"What a pig! Even if I want to see it, I have to keep it a

caught by Richard Scott.

in

tease her anymore. He walked around her and walked towards the

"Well."

up her clothes in a hurry, and hurried

her to get out of the

hand. He was lost in thought as he looked out of the