Sigrid bit her lip and said, "Don't worry, I'll be back to accompany you over the weekend." "Okay." George loosened his grip on her chin but he still held her tightly in his arms. The car was driving relatively slowly and it took roughly an hour and a half before arriving at University A. That day was the day that everyone returned to school, and the entrance was crowded with students. Though there were many other students being dropped off by car, when a Rolls Royce suddenly pulled up, it would naturally be a cause for attention. There were plenty of students from the art department who was also from well-off families, but the most they could afford was a car that cost around one million. It was still rare to see a car that cost more than a few million. Sigrid actually felt that George was already being low-key. Even when he picked out her ring, he immediately went for one with several huge diamonds on it. If he weren't trying to keep a low profile, his
Sigrid always had a good mindset. Perhaps this had something to do with the fact that a lot of girls had been envious of her from a young age. She was used to it and wasn't bothered by such a small matter. They headed to the spot where Sigrid had hung her quilt and turned it to hang vertically so that Rachel had space to hang hers. "Let's have steak for lunch?" It had been ages since they'd had steak together and Sigrid missed it. University A's campus was huge and there was a commercial area near one of the dormitories. It had a lot of restaurants and even a mall in it. The two of them came to their all-time favorite steakhouse. After they'd ordered, Rachel began spilling the beans on her pursuit of Cyrus. "Cyrus added me on Facebook! Didn't I tell you before that I kept treating his assistant to meals? Well, I found out that his assistant was a foodie. I kept buying him food but he was still reluctant to give me Cyrus' Facebook contact. Finally, I coul
Sigrid felt a little wronged and she said, "Hubby... I was wrong." George felt his heart softening a little when she called him hubby. However, he still felt that he couldn't forgive her. If he forgave her, she would do that again. "Hmm." He snorted, showing that he was upset. Men were terrifying when they were unsatisfied. Generally, calling him 'hubby' was a surefire way to get him to ease up. Who knew it wouldn't work today! It looked like she was doomed on this weekend. Sigrid trembled in fear. "I really know I was wrong..." "Yes, but I won't forgive you." George narrowed his eyes. "Unless you can satisfy me today." Sigrid thought about it for a moment and said, "Wait." She grabbed all her things and returned to her bed, lowered her curtain, then turned on her small table lamp. After making sure that the bed was well-covered by the curtain, she took out her cell phone from the waterproof bag, plugged in a pair of headphones, and put t
Seeing Sigrid stay silent, Hannah pouted and thought to herself that there had to be something fishy going on. Sigrid just lowered her head and ate her breakfast. She ordered a pancake, a cup of milk, and an omelet. After she was done with her breakfast, she took out her book and started doing her revision. She would be sitting for her exams starting from tomorrow. She hadn't even touched her books all summer, and if she didn't start revising now, there was no hope for her to even pass at all. At half-past eight the next morning, Sigrid and her roommates arrived at the examination hall and took their seats. They arrived half an hour earlier and the hall was still not crowded yet. However, Sigrid noticed that her classmates all stared at her when she entered the hall. It was exactly the same as when she went to study the night before. She felt helpless at this moment. Even before this incident, she'd attracted others' attention. Now, it was even wor
The first batch of meat was already cooked by the time Rachel came back. She immediately started to eat after dipping it in some sauce. Aside from the meat, they also ordered SIgrid's favorite, smoked salmon. When they were almost done, George asked, "When will you be free to come home?" Before Sigrid could say anything, Rachel said, "We only have about two or three exams this week, and there won't be any spot checks. Sigrid, if you want to go home, there's nothing to worry about!" Why had Rachel spoken so quickly? Was she trying to kill her? George let out a mirthless laugh and said, "That wasn't what you told me just now." What happened to have to stand by for her teacher's instructions? She'd made it sound like she was so busy she couldn't leave school at all, yet the truth was that she could leave at any time! Rachel had an innocent look on her face. When she saw Sigrid give her a reproachful look, she pretended that she didn't realize she'd jus
Sigrid grabbed his hand and said with some embarrassment, "We're in the car!" Hearing this, George did not react. He just stared at her with his deep, eager eyes. Sigrid felt her face turn redder under his gaze. She bit her lip, but she wasn't on board with his idea. "We should head back." At the very least, he had to resist the urge until they were home. George gulped and nodded. "You stay in the back seat." Seeing that he didn't even look at her as he got up, Sigrid knew he probably couldn't hold the urge any longer. She knew that if she sat in the front seat, she might distract him from driving. It was better for her to stay here. She hummed in agreement, rearranged her clothes, and sat there quietly. She didn't dare to even move, afraid she might attract George's attention and make him act impulsively. Although she was used to George's horniness and from time to time they might even talk about naughty topics, she still couldn't accept having ca
Upon seeing her naked, George's eye's turned dark and he started breathing heavily. However, he knew he had to bring her out for dinner first, and held himself back. When they arrived at the newly opened restaurant in City A, Sigrid noticed that it was really quiet and that there were only a few servers standing around. George took out his VIP card, swiped it at the cashier and the waiter brought them to their private room. It was the end of September and the place was well lit. They could see the stream outside clearly from their private room. Sigrid said curiously, "It's so quiet here." "It's the first day of their soft launch. There won't be many people," George replied. Sigrid was stunned, "What? It's their first day operating and you already have their VIP card? Are you friends with the owner?" "I am the owner," George said. Sigrid was speechless. Initially, she thought that going abroad just for a meal was insane. But looking at t
Sigrid felt that both of them had a different understanding of the concept of spending money. Perhaps for George, he would consider that all the money spent on all the suits, clothing, ties, and shoes in his wardrobe was indeed nothing. Perhaps he didn't even include this three thousand dollar meal in his expenses. In other words, perhaps he was spending a lot, but didn't realise it? At the thought of this, Sigrid said with a serious face, "You may think that you don't spend a lot, but I think you do. From today onwards, you have to report all your expenses to me!" "Why?" George frowned. "It's a well-known fact that every man who loves his wife will hand over his savings and salary to her," Sigrid said with an innocent look on her face and an expectant light in her eyes. Her eyes seemed to be asking George, "Are you able to reject this fact?" George was speechless. How could she be threatening him with such a cute expression? Was it because she knew