Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love

Chapter 41 So Ambiguous

Abby Miller wanted to continue refusing, but when she saw that Edward Kent insisted it and she could

not resist in the end, she agreed.

The two of them chose a restaurant nearby. After eating, Abby Miller said goodbye and went back by

herself.

At eight o'clock in the evening, when Abby Miller returned home, she saw Richard Scott sitting on the

sofa.

Huh? Why did he come back so early tonight?

Abby Miller was a little surprised and hurried over. "Mr. Scott."

Richard Scott was sitting on the sofa reading the documents. When he heard her voice, he raised his

head.

His face was indifferent and he looked very unhappy. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Miss Miller,

should you explain to me why you're back so late?"

"Uh, haha..."

Abby Miller giggled and quickly explained honestly, "I'm sorry. Today, my classmates asked me to help

take photos. I forgot to tell you when I was busy."

When saying this, Abby Miller tried very hard to put on a look of "I was wrong" and looked particularly

innocent.

However, Richard Scott was not buying her at all. He snorted coldly and said with a smile, "I didn't

expect you to be loved by your classmates, did I? As my servant, all your time is mine. You didn't even

tell anyone about it when you were using it on someone else. You are not self-conscious at all."

Abby Miller cried and couldn't help complaining in her heart, "Why is this man so stingy?"

However, she only dared to say it in her heart, but pretending to be a good baby on surface.

What kind of person was Richard Scott? The way he judged others was so vicious. He narrowed his

eyes on the spot and said in an extremely threatening tone, "Abby Miller, are you not convinced?"

Abby Miller was so scared that her neck shrank. She waved her hand repeatedly and said, "No,

absolutely not! How dare I?"

"I don't want to die!"

Abby Miller added in her heart. She was afraid that if she said it too late, she would really be strangled Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

by this man, so she took the initiative to show a convincing attitude.

Richard Scott continued to snort coldly as if layer of frost could be seen on his face, "Since you dare

not, then that means you admit that you're wrong?"

"Yes, I was wrong. I was absolutely wrong. Mr. Scott, you are a magnanimous man. Please don't argue

with me."

At this time, Abby Miller almost raised her hands and swore.

Richard Scott looked satisfied, "Good. Since you know you're wrong, why don't you go up to the study

and write 'I was wrong' for 500 times? Don't go to bed if you can't finish writing!"

"Ah?"

Abby Miller was stunned, "It... Mr. Scott, it's unnecessary, right?"

Moreover, was she a primary school student?

Why did he punish her for writing "I was wrong"?

Why? Why?

"What? You don't even listen to me?"

Richard Scott was emanating his pessimistic aura again. Abby Miller's eyes instantly filled with tears.

What a tyrant!

She hadn't been punished to write since she was a child. Now she was in her twenties, and she was

punished to write. Was her life upside down?

Abby Miller couldn't stop complaining in her heart, but she didn't have the courage to resist Richard

Scott's order. In the end, she could only suck in her tears and obediently go upstairs to write "I was

wrong".

Abby Miller had just entered the study for less than fifteen minutes when Richard Scott came as well.

Seeing him come in, Abby Miller, who was still dawdling, was so scared that she quickly buried her

head in writing.

Richard Scott glanced at her before silently sitting behind his desk.

Abby Miller stole a glance at him and found him staring at her.

Abby Miller immediately felt uncomfortable and could not help but ask, "Mr. Scott, in fact, you don't

have to look at me. I promise I will finish it."

"Ha, the promise will be greatly reduced when it comes from your mouth. If I don't keep an eye on you,

who will know that you slack off?"

Richard Scott smiled enchantingly. He obviously did not believe Abby Miller's words.

Abby Miller really wanted to turn the table over.

"What do you mean?"

"Is there anything wrong with my reputation?" "What did he mean by that?"

"Are you scolding me?"

Seeing that Abby Miller was looking at him with a sullen face, Richard Scott suddenly asked.

Abby Miller quickly came to her senses and denied, "Haha, how is that possible?" After that, she guiltily

lowered her head.

"Damn it, this man is too scary. Can he read minds?" How could he tell what she was thinking?

"Abby Miller, come here."

At this moment, Richard Scott spoke again and waved at her.

Abby Miller looked at him in confusion and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Believe it or not, if you ask one more question, I'll throw you out of the building."

Pointing at the French window behind him, Richard Scott said fiercely.

Hearing this, Abby Miller realized that this guy was not joking. She was scared out of her wits and ran

over without saying a word.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Scott?"

She asked in a flattering tone with a smile that she thought was good-looking.

Richard Scott did not say anything. He stretched out his hand and pulled.

In an instant, Abby Miller, who had been still standing by the side, suddenly sat on Richard Scott's lap.

Abby Miller was shocked and jumped up subconsciously. "Mr... Mr. Scott, what are you doing?"

However, before he could completely jump up, he was forcefully pressed back by Richard Scott. "Cut

the crap. Just write like that. You don't have to get up before you finish writing."

"But..."

Abby Miller burst into tears.

Richard Scott knew that she would be very nervous when she was with him in the same room, not to

mention this kind of ambiguous posture, but he pretended not to know.

It...

When Abby Miller realized the contact was so intimate, her back stiffened.

She could clearly feel the warmth if his body and breath, which made her dare not move at all.

"Mr. Scott, you will feel uncomfortable if I sit like this."

Abby Miller did not give up and continued to struggle.

"You're not me. How do you know I'm not feeling comfortable?" Richard Scott asked in return.

"But I feel very uncomfortable."

Abby Miller said in a cold sweat.

"I see!"

Richard Scott responded. Then, Abby Miller felt his arms around her waist. He lifted them gently, and

then...

Then there was nothing left.

Richard Scott changed his position as an excuse for her discomfort.

The result was that the relationship between the two of them was closer, and the man continued to

read the documents as if nothing had happened. He looked focused.

In the end, Abby Miller felt helpless. She was speechless when she met this rogue. It seemed that she

could only sit on his lap obediently tonight and finish writing before she could be relieved.

Abby Miller wanted to cry but she had no tears. She even wanted to die.

She was more and more regretting having met such a devil. He was really the most difficult person to

deal with in the world!!

She thought sadly, but didn't stop writing "I was wrong"...

Behind her, Richard Scott looked at the little woman's expression, which looked as if she wanted to bite

her tongue and commit suicide. A smile appeared on his face.

She was trying to fight him?

This girl was obviously too naive!