Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 13 The Wedding Night

Their wedding night.

Although Andrew Family knew about the wedding, only Andrew's grandfather and Andrew came to the

scene.

However Sarah knew it was her own ‘feast'.

Andrew didn't say a word at all. Even attending this dinner was forced by Andrew's grandfather.

After dinner, Andrew's grandfather told them to go back to their room and have a rest.

Just they entering the room, the door was kicked strongly by a slender leg

A cold wind swept over her.

The man held her hand tightly without any pity.

"What are you doing?"

She felt the pain from her wrists and she frowned. Looking up at him, her eyes hit his eyes which were

full of thought and coldness by chance.

Andrew closed his lips like a line on the paper, showing his chill.

"Grandfather told us to sleep in the same room, but it didn't mean we had to sleep on the same bed.

You sleep on the sofa!"

"I have to sleep on the sofa?"

The lady raised her eyebrows and then took a glance at that big bed, a British King-size bed. She held

her arms in front of her chests and said, "No, you sleep on the sofa."

Shaking off his hand, she went straight to bed.

"This is my bed. You can't sleep here"

Andrew twisted her wrist, got her up and pushed her to the sofa.

Then the quilt was thrown directly at her.

His bed, she couldn't get a step closer.

Sarah bit her lip as she watched herself drift away from the bed.

Would the pregnancy plan be suspended?

Whatever, she had to get the seeds first.

Andrew looked at her with disdain because this woman was the first one who dared to threaten him!

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"Tonight is the first day, and I'll see how long you can bear!"

After saying these harsh words, Andrew went into the bathroom.

The sound of water showed that man was probably having a shower. Sarah took a look in secret and

climbed into the bed.

With her eyes open, the woman fell into a longing in the quilt.

It was her wedding night.

It never occurred to her that she would marry a man in such a way.

Once, there was a man saying he would marry her...

Those past, finally, all disappeared.

For a long time, a low cell phone rang in Sarah's ear, pulling her thoughts back.

And in her eyes, there was some tears flashing.

It was Andrew's cell phone ringing.

Sarah wasn't about to pick that up, but the man was still in shower. The phone had rung three times,

irritating her. She was hesitating whether she should tell the man in the bathroom but she

subconsciously picked that up herself.

She really didn't intentionally, but she did not know why the hand automatically...

"Andrew, can you come over here? I've got a cold..."

On the other side, there was a weak constant coughing sound from a woman, but was still could feel

that she was a beauty

However, this sound annoyed Sarah.

"Andrew, I feel terrible. I..."

The bathroom door opened.

The man's wet hair fell down on both sides of his face, and the drops of water flew down along his

strong breast, the waist. Only his waist was wrapped in a towel. How sexy he was.

Sarah stunned.

It was the scene in from of her stunned her, or the sound from the phone?

It was probably both. .

"What are you doing with my phone?

The towel was thrown aside, and Andrew frowned and snatched the phone. .

"I...

Sarah wanted to explain, but when she was about to speak, she noticed that Andrew looked different

when he answered the phone gently, saying, "Hold on, I'll be right there."