Mr. Right, Spoil Me

"Ernest, have you heard of a saying that you must love the person and all those surrounding her?"

Anne decided to teach him properly. He can't continue like that.

Arrogance and rude are two different matters.

He kept on using the excuse that he only loves her and everyone else doesn't matter to him.

Just take the case at the hospital, he just said that he was leaving, turned and left. If there was an elderly person before the elder agreed, how could he just walk out?

No matter who it was, he had to be courteous. He should be respectful and observe the proper etiquette.

"I'm familiar with it," Ernest said undoubtedly.

"Okay, then listen to what I have to say. Tell me, why are you so cold to others?"

From memory, he doesn't like to be involved in other's matters, he doesn't engage in loose talk, he seldom spoke. Otherwise, he'll just bury his head in work.

Yet, she seldom saw him working. It was as if he didn't have to work. He had money even if he was at home. How was this man so talented, where does his money come from? "Habitual," Ernest said directly.

Habit? Anne looked curiously. Was this by nature? Was he solitary by nature?

"That's unacceptable, you have to speak somehow, it's like I haven't seen you... haven't seen you chatting with anyone. It was as if we were together 24 hours a day and have never left each other?" "Silly girl, do you remember what I said when I asked you to be my girlfriend?"

She blinked at him and searched her memory, "I think I ... forgot."

At this moment, a shrill rang out but this was different, it was with laughter, "Don't, stop, it's ticklish, so ticklish!"

Ernest used his fingers to tickle the bottom of her feet. In a short while, he made Anne struggle until she was out of breath.

"I really forgot, who asks you to keep shoving useless things into my body and removed those useful to me. I can't remember." Ernest pinched her face and said gently, "Don't complain about me being needy."

"Yes! Yes! I remember this!"

At that time she was wondering why would a man say this to a woman. Shouldn't this be said by a woman to a man?

Now it looks like this man was very needy!

"Don't change the subject, I don't expect you to speak to anyone. Though you are really handsome, what others thought of you is the most important. No matter how educated you are, your upbringing, how you treat others is of utmost importance."

He had to interact with everybody and not just her. How can his world just consist of her alone!

Ernest listened calmly to her explanation. He looked at her expression, gestures, and listened to her tone. Each small gesture, expression sent shockwaves through him.

He could never anticipate how much she could teach him.

"So are you teaching me?"

"What do you think?"

Ernest smirks and grabbed both of her feet and kissed the feet bottom, "Say that again."

Anne was thinking that didn't he say that her feet are smelly? Then why was he kissing them? But it looks like he didn't take what she said to heart, "Can you listen to me for once? Ernest!" "Okay, as long as you never repeat what happened this afternoon, I'll agree to it."

He agreed and continued to play with her feet, slapping it in a rhythm, having fun.

"Of course, in that case, you agreed?" she blinked her eyes, she felt so satisfied with herself.

Hehe, she taught her man how to handle such issues and he listened to her obediently. Her status was clear now.

"Hubby, I want you to kiss and hug me before I sleep."

This was a reward for him listening to her. She started to entice and seduce him.

Ernest let go of her feet and position her towards him, spread her legs, lifted her up onto his waist, and carried her, "Come."

In comparison, the mood next door was cold and tensed.

He stood alone and looked out at the red neon lights. His body's chill kept freezing his surroundings.

"Have they found her?"

Emily walked over and it looked like she just had a shower. Her jet-black hair was wet and her chemise stretches with her every move.

She had a towel in hand and continued to dry her hair.

Perhaps she was worried. She came over after her shower.

Andrew looked quietly outwards and didn't look towards her. His eyebrows twitched, "I'm going back immediately."

Emily froze in place.

"Go... go back?"

The outline of his shadow can be seen on the black window. His phone flashes and he said calmly, "Found out in the afternoon that she is already back in H city."

When Emily heard that, she sighed in relief and walked over and tossed the towel aside, "Andrew, since you've verified that she is fine, then wait for me and we'll go back together. It's just two more days. I don't want to be here alone. Since Sarah is already safe."

Andrew was deep in his thoughts.

Seeing that he didn't speak, she continued, "Andrew, if I'm here alone, I'm not sure what will I encounter. A woman is the weaker sex. If I were to encounter another dangerous situation, I'll collapse." Andrew turned towards her, her fragrance drifted into his nose. The smell was strong and stifling.

He felt that Sarah's smell was much more fragrant.

"But I want to see her," Andrew said.

He underestimated the importance of that woman to him.

The four hours as unbearable and yet inevitable.

Emily froze in place when she heard his words.

The chiffon red nightgown lost its luster in his worried and anxious eyes.

The distracted eyes were distant and hazy.

"What did you say?"

It was so soft that it was barely audible.

Andrew had already packed up. He picked up his laptop and said to her assuredly, "Don't have to worry over here. I will send someone to protect you. Two days later you'll go back on your own to H City."

He gathered his things very quickly. Man's things are simple. Emily looked on and her breathing got labored. The possessiveness erupted and she lunged towards Andrew and hugged him tightly, "Please don't leave, stay with me for another two days. I'm scared."☐☐☐☐☐☐