Sigrid felt a welter of emotions. It was at this moment that George pointed to the big bed and said, "We usually sleep here." The complicated emotions in her mind instantly dissipated. It was then replaced with various indescribably steamy scenes. She bit her lips and said nothing. Shameful as she had thought it was, she didn't expect George to produce a notebook from that drawer. "This is your diary. Take a look." Sigrid didn't think of anything else and just thought that it was a good opportunity for her to cover up her awkwardness. She accepted the notebook from him. She read the first entry, which wrote, "It hurts! It hurts so bad! So agonisingly painful! There's a lot of room for improvement in his skills!" Addled, Sigrid continued to read the diary. At first, she couldn't understand what the entries meant. The more she read, the more she felt that something was not quite right. Sigrid was stunned. Could it actually be what she was thinkin
Despite only a small amount of milk bath essence being poured as compared to the amount of water in the bathtub, it turned the water into a chalky color infused with a faint milky scent. Sigrid took off her clothes excitedly. Cautiously, she stepped in and sunk herself at the higher edge of the bathtub. She squinted her eyes, fully enjoying the comfort. What a life! She didn't expect an egoistic man like her brother-in-law would especially include this in the house. Wealthy people really did know how to enjoy life! While Sigrid was immersing herself in the comfortable bath, the phone beside her began to vibrate. She dried her hands and looked at her phone. It was a message from Rachel. After texting with Rachel for about ten minutes, she got out of the bath and wrapped herself up in a towel. She simply dried her exposed skin with a smaller towel, then got ready to put on her clothes. But these pyjamas... Why did it look so tiny?
Rachel replied in all innocence, "Didn't I say that it was going to be within these two days?" For goodness sake, wasn't she here now because she had received the news that her fiancé had arranged to come back earlier to meet her? After all, their relationship could finally be officially confirmed! Charles was somewhat helpless. He said, "What I was trying to say is that you should inform me to go pick you up." "Hey, it's no big deal." Rachel rolled her eyes as she said, "I'm back now. When will I get to meet my fiancé?" "What's the matter? Are you looking forward to it now?" Charles let out a cold laugh as he added, "I'm afraid that even with all your unbridled wish to be with him now, he might not agree to it anymore!" "Pardon me? Care to explain why?" Rachel pretended to be puzzled. Treating this as an opportunity to improve her acting skills, she was going to take her own brother as a guinea pig. Charles's expression became bitter. He said, "I he
Cyrus had always regarded himself as a calm person. The few times that he'd sworn in his heart was because of Rachel. Even more so this time! He could already picture the expression on his face at this moment. Anyway, it must be a surprised and unspeakable expression! He got a bit angry, especially when he saw the girl who sat opposite him, a proud smile etched on her face. Then he asked, "Is your surname Miller?" Rachel nodded. For a moment, she'd completely forgotten about the time that she'd denied that her surname was Miller. She was completely unabashed about her lie being exposed. Cyrus pursed his lips and said nothing. She thought he was fuming at the fact that she hadn't told him that she'd known about the engagement. Rachel quickly explained, "Actually, I didn't mean to hide it from you on purpose. I really didn't know about it when we first met. And I didn't know how to tell you when I found out later. I thought if you actually knew that I was yo
Rachel could feel nothing but dizziness. She was so excited to the point that impure, dirty thoughts were filling her mind to its capacity. Slightly embarrassed, she said, "This...isn't this a bit of a stretch? We are not even married yet." It wouldn't hurt for her to be a little reserved! Cyrus looked at her and he couldn't help but smile. He said, "A bit of a stretch? I saw that that was what you saved my number as." Rachel was stunned as she screamed inwardly, "Why on earth was it discovered!" He saw her face looking as though the world had ended. Cyrus felt that she was really a precious, adorable girl. Cyrus said, "I'd like to hear you call me that." Rachel opened her mouth but couldn't find her voice. She couldn't help but curse in her heart that she was a good-for-nothing. When she was with Sigrid before, she referred him as her "hubby" so smoothly, without a hitch! However, when she was in front of Cyrus at this moment, her coward
"I didn't apply... any lip balm." Cyrus was quiet for a while. He plunged into a thoughtful inspection of her lips. It was as if he was thinking about whether the scent from a while ago was from her lips itself. Well, it tasted really good. Rachel was a little embarrassed by his passionate gaze. She quickly averted her face and got out of the bed, still blushing. Then she said, "I'm going back first." When Cyrus heard this, he was a little disappointed. He asked, "You're not staying?" Rachel pursed her lips as she hesitated. However, she was thinking about their relationship. They had only officially confirmed it on this day. If she stayed to sleep over, it would seem like their relationship was developing way too quickly. If, Heaven forbid, an accident happened when they weren't careful enough, it would not bode well. She was not mentally prepared yet. She was worried that a nosebleed might come upon her later at night from bringing that erotic spe
She was thinking that by spending the money after it was transferred to her PayPal, it would not be discovered by George. Now that Sigrid had everything planned out in her mind, it made her mood so much better at this moment. She didn't resist George's hug on this night and slept comfortably with his arms around her. Swarming her mind was the fantasy that she could live a chic and comfortable life after she escaped. She could also find a handsome young man for herself! The next morning, she woke up very early and washed up. After she had breakfast, she went into the dressing room in a hurry to take out some winter clothes. When George got up in the morning, he gave out the order to get everything ready. There was already someone arranging the private jet, and others preparing their necessities. Sigrid asked him curiously, "Where are we going to ski?" "It's a secret." George didn't plan on telling her. Sigrid was taken aback for a moment, then an unn
Only when their distance had been lengthened adequately, Sigrid stopped in her tracks and veered to ski towards the bottom left. From her perspective, when she reached the bottom, there should be quite a distance between the two of them. She would then take the cable car to go back up again. This was such a perfect plan! Skiing all the way to the bottom, Sigrid finally reached and prepared to queue for the cable car. When it was her turn for the cable car, the staff asked her, "How many people?" She was about to answer 'one' when she heard a voice from behind her. "Two, please." "Two, please." George held her as they got on the cable car. "Why are you so disobedient? Did you want to ride the cable car alone?" "Yeah...Yes." Pitying herself, Sigrid lowered her head. Why couldn't she escape! The previous experience could be regarded as a coincidence. However, it was obviously not a mere coincidence this time. He caught her tryin