Telling Lies, loving you

Chapter 203 If Getting Old

Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu also took good care of Zoy. This time, Jared came with tonic such as ginseng and bird's nest.

However, he didn't know that Zoy was drowned. Obviously, no one had told him about it.

The two chatted for a while and Jared left. The moment the door of the ward was closed, the sadness in Zoy's eyes disappeared. She smiled complacently, stretched herself, leaned against the bed and looked at the ceiling.

"It turns out that life is so cozy."

After she was pregnant, she became the boss of the Mu family. No one in the family dared to offend her.

A week later, Scott finally got the news.

"Have you found the antidote?"

Hearing the voice on the phone, Scott asked eagerly.

"Yes, I've found it and sent it to your country." The person on the other end of the line said coldly.

"Okay, thank you!" Hanging up the phone, Scott's face was full of indescribable smile. As soon as he went out, he saw the housekeeper coming up with a box.

He knew there was medicine on it.

"Hurry up! Save Michelle! "

It seemed that Scott couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed the housekeeper's arm and walked straight to the bedroom.

When he opened the door, he saw Michelle lying on the bed. Her pale face looked pitiful. It took a long time to find the antidote. During this period of time, Scott had never dared to go out and spent every day in anxiety. Now, his face was covered with stubble and he looked very haggard, but his eyes were sharp and burning.

No matter how absent-minded he was, his handsome face couldn't been hidden. His tall figure made Emily feel stressed.

The steward took out a pill from the box, which was blood red and looked particularly dazzling in such an environment.

Scott snatched it and fed it to Michelle.

"Why haven't she recovered yet?" Scott stood by the bed, waiting impatiently.

"Do you think this is a magic pill?" Emily said, but her heart was also clenched.

Scott paid no attention to her, because all his attention was on Michelle. This pill was not easy to get. If it didn't work, he swore that he would kill his private doctor.

Half an hour later, Michelle looked better. Her pale face turned red and her body gradually regained its temperature.

"EW..."

Michelle suddenly stood up and bent down to vomit. Scott frowned and hurried to pat her on the back.

After vomiting, Emily took the warm water from the servant and handed it to Scott.

After drinking some water, Michelle finally closed her eyes and fell asleep again. If it weren't for her ruddy face, Scott would have lost control of his emotions again.

He was afraid of losing her, and Emily saw everything.

In order not to disturb the two of them, Emily left the room here for them. When she walked out of the room and was about to turn around and go downstairs, she bumped into a man.

She looked up at him.

The two of them looked into each other's eyes, as if they had produced a power supply, tightly absorbing each other. Seeing that Emily was staring at him in a daze, Walter's eyes were obviously much gentler than hers. He smiled and let go of his hand on her waist.

Emily's face was as hot as an electric shock. Her big watery eyes looked around in panic, as if she didn't know what to do.

"Miss. Emily, dinner is ready. Please go downstairs for dinner."

Just then, the housekeeper's voice came from behind the two people, breaking the embarrassment. Emily walked around Walter without looking back.

Walter just looked back at her and continued to walk forward. He was going to find Scott.

As soon as the door was pushed open, what came into view was the scene that Scott was sitting on the bed in a daze with Michelle in his arms. Walter sighed, closed the door, turned around and went downstairs.

In front of the table, Emily was eating with great interest. In this house, she was pregnant, so she must take good care of herself.

"Mr. Walter."

The butler came forward and greeted Walter.

After taking a glance at the butler, Walter pulled out a chair and sat down. In the opposite of him was Emily. Maybe it was because she was pregnant that her appetite was unusually good.

Seeing this, Walter couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Scott, please eat something. Health is the most important."

At this time, the housekeeper came up with food, and he was standing outside the door.

With Michelle in his arms, Scott sat on the bed in a daze. He hadn't had a good meal or even a glass of water since Michelle was sick. He was so anxious to find the antidote and kept calling for help. He had put down all his previous identity and status, and now he just wanted a woman. Stubble began to appear on his handsome face, which increased mature men's vicissitudes look, and he looked more dignified.

"Scott, if you keep doing this, Michelle won't recover so soon. It's okay that you don't want to eat, but don't get Michelle into trouble. "

Emily stood in the corridor and looked at the situation from door's outside. She rushed in excitedly. She went straight to the bedside and stared at the man who was sitting on the bed and gradually decadent.

She believed that Michelle would never like him like this.

"I just want to be with her." NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Originally, Scott was very excited because he had got the antidote. But unexpectedly, Michelle didn't wake up after taking. He wondered if he had made a mistake.

"Scott, wake up!"

Emily couldn't stand it anymore. She walked to the bedside, grabbed his collar and began to shake. But now, Scott was like a wooden man, without any movement.

Standing aside, Walter looked at Scott and finally let go of Michelle completely. He was sure that Scott was serious this time.

"Without Michelle, my heart will be empty. Everything is meaningless, isn't it?"

Finally, Scott said slowly.

"Well, then I don't care about you anymore. I will let you starve to death or be thirsty to death." That was Emily's temper. Since her kindness was not understood, there was no need for her to do that.

After saying that, Emily rushed out without looking back. Walter took a look at Scott and followed Emily out.

'If it weren't for Michelle, I wouldn't have cared about you.' As long as she thought of what kind of person Scott was, Emily would be very angry. Thinking of this, she didn't notice entirely that she was stepping on the stairs.

"Ah!"

She almost fell down the stairs when she missed! Emily was held by Walter in time. She was so scared that she didn't dare to open her eyes. Looking at her, Walter asked with concern, "are you okay?"

Slowly opening her eyes, Emily realized that she was held in his arms. When she realized something, she suddenly pushed him away and rushed downstairs as fast as she could.

At that moment, Walter was really worried. It seemed that he didn't even notice that he cared about her so much.

At about four o'clock in the morning, the woman in Scott's arms moved slightly.

It was dark before dawn, but Michelle opened her eyes. At first, she was scared, but after she saw the environment clearly, she gradually felt warm.

Looking at the man who was holding her, he was so tired that he leaned against the bed and fell asleep. Michelle didn't dare to move. She looked at the tightly frowned Scott and reached out her hand to gently touch him, trying to soothe his sadness.

The stubble on the corner of his mouth was a little long, and it was a little thorny when she touched it.

Scott opened his eyes with tiredness. Suddenly, he found a white finger between his eyebrows and grabbed it in a hurry. He looked down and found that Michelle had woken up.

"Michelle, you wake up!"

Scott said excitedly and kissed her on the forehead. The smile at the corners of his mouth lingered.

Michelle looked at him and nodded. Then she moved again and got into his arms.

"Scott, I'm so scared..."

"Don't be afraid." Scott lowered his head and kissed her again.

"How long have I slept?" Michelle stared at him, her big round eyes blinking like a newborn baby.

"Not long." Scott didn't want to talk about the past. He only cared about the present.

His gentle voice was full of infinite power, bringing back the spiritless Michelle from afar. Only when she snuggled up in his arms could she feel that her heart was still beating. Only when she looked into his determined eyes could she feel that her body was still warm.

When she woke up, she felt as if she had been in a coma for a century. She was afraid that everyone would get old after she woke up.

Fortunately, they were still young.

She couldn't remember clearly what had happened before. During that period, she felt as if her brain was controlled by someone and she couldn't control herself.

"Scott..." Michelle's pale lips finally had a trace of color.

"Okay." Scott's heart trembled. Michelle finally calmed down. It was a good start.

"I seemed to have a long dream. I dreamed that we were both old." While speaking, Michelle reached out and touched his handsome face, with reluctance and love in her eyes.

Scott held her hand. The joy of this moment could not be expressed in words. He just wanted to kiss her and take back all the kiss she owed.

When they were kissing passionately, there was a noise from Michelle's stomach. Scott stopped kissing her, bent over and looked at her with a smile.

"I'm hungry." Michelle touched her belly and stuck out her tongue naughtily.

"Okay, my foodie wife." Scott held her in his arms affectionately and kissed her again.

Michelle looked at him with a red face and didn't say anything for a long time.