Mr. Right, Spoil Me

The next day.

The sun rays shone into the room and the wind blew through the screen doors. The house was decorated in grey and white with an elegance that gave the sense of simplicity and warmth.

On the king-size bed, she slept with a slight smile which had always been her habit.

Behind her, an arm hugged her delicate body into his strong embrace.

Soon there was a sound of rustling from the bed.

"Awake?" Andrew woke up before her and asked.

She stretched herself and answered in his embrace.

At the next moment, Sarah opened her eyes and what happened last night flashed before her eyes. She looked into the blanket and her eyes almost popped. How come she changed her clothes? Wasn't she wearing a white shirt? And that was his shirt.

She looked at him and saw that he was wearing the shirt that she wore and she had on a chemise. She spent the night with him on the bed.

Andrew raised his eyebrows and explained what happened last night.

"Yesterday I instructed Sandy to buy some clothes for you. If you wear mine, I'll have nothing to wear."

"That's why you took off what I was wearing and changed me into what I'm wearing now?"

Andrew gave her an "of course, otherwise who did it" look. Thereafter he slowly buttoned his shirt.

Sarah was furious. How shameless! He actually undressed her when she was asleep!

When she thought about the clothes...

How can it be? The cupboard was full of clothes, how can there not be one for him?

She'd rather the shirt crawled back by itself to his body! Scoundrel!

She lifted up the blanket and rushed to the bathroom in anger.

Did she have to be so angry? He only felt that the shirt smelt very nice after she had worn it. Furthermore, this wasn't the first time he changed her clothes for her.

When Sarah came out of the bathroom, she had other clothes on, it was all new.

She doesn't have any other clothes and she can't be wearing the chemise to work.

It was new and surprisingly fitting.

Within a night, Sarah noticed that there were several additional things. Beside the mirror in the bathroom, there were her regular skincare items which weren't there last night. And, she just noticed that there were pink chubby rabbits on her bedroom slippers, size 36.

"Are the clothes suitable, if they aren't I'll get someone to bring a few more over."

The business suit and trousers were all very elegant.

"They fit rather well."

Sarah's attention was on the tie in his hands. She doesn't know what style of a knot he wanted today. Seeing that he couldn't make up his mind, she walked over and in a flash, she tied it for him. "Are you trying to make a flower? It's simple."

Andrew looked at her and snickered.

On their way to the office, Sarah sat on the front passenger seat. When they were two hundred meters from the office, she requested to get off.

"You want to buy medicine? There is one in front."

"No, it's better that I don't go to the underground garage. You drive to the garage."

After she finished, she lowered her head to face the wind and gripped tightly her outer coat.

Andrew remembered something. A few seconds later, the car blared its horn, scaring the surrounding people.

...

Sarah walked and definitely can't compare to the speed of the car. She even had to take the lift to the highest floor. By the time she reached the office, it was half an hour later. "What happened?"

Sarah pointed to Andrew's office curiously. Hasn't he arrived? Why is the door still closed? Or the driver hasn't arrived and was later than her?

Sandy shook his head and raised his eyebrow, "No Madam, it's Director of Randall Group, he is here. He came just before you."

Bruce.

Sarah didn't think twice and rushed inside. Sandy wanted to block her as Andrew had instructed not to let her in.

True enough, the two of them within were negotiating, seated opposite each other.

The person who budged in broke their awkwardness.

"You, what are you discussing?"

Why was Bruce here! Why does he want to come!

She walked nearer and when Bruce saw her, he was shocked and stunned.

"Sarah, I'm here to look for you. Where have you gone? I was told that you are no longer in charge of the project with Randall Group, what is happening?"

He held onto Sarah's hands tightly. The other man looked silently on, his fingers rubbing his jaw.

His gaze was on Bruce's hands holding tightly to Sarah's hands.

It was Sarah who pushed him off, escaping from his grasp and said, "I'm listening to the higher authority's instructions. I did the project for so long and it still can't be completed, that's why I don't feel like doing it anymore."

Bruce brushed his forehead, not knowing whether to believe her.

He looked at Andrew, "Was this what he said? Sarah!"

Bruce demanded and stared at Andrew.

Sarah only wanted Bruce to quickly leave this place. He should never come to Andrew Group ever again.

"No."

"Yes."

The two spoke at the same time, her heart sank.

Bruce couldn't believe it and looked at them. His initial facial expression of disbelief had a dramatic change. "Andrew, you shut up!"

Sarah couldn't resist and wanted to throw something at him. This man was despicable!

Why does he like to repeatedly provoke others!

"Andrew..."

Bruce heard Sarah's casual tone, he was suddenly lost in his own thoughts, he was at a loss and dejected.

Sarah knew that she couldn't keep it from him any further.

"Why did you call him Andrew? You tell me, why did you call him Andrew? Sarah, out with it! Speak up!"

Sarah was pushed by Bruce and her footing wasn't steady, her high heels almost twisted her ankles. It was an alarming sight.

It took some time to digest a shocking piece of news and calm down.

"I know, what needs to happen will happen soon. Some things I didn't want to keep from you. Yes, the other day you asked me who did I marry. Now I'll tell you, it's him."

She pointed to Andrew who was sitting upright.

Bruce collapsed into his chair. He absolutely cannot accept this news. It was actually Andrew. Andrew from Andrew Group. Why does it have to be him!