My Fair Stunner

Chapter 619 Straightforward Thought

Chapter 619 Straightforward Thought

Rebecca felt that everything was retribution.

If the retribution was not forthcoming, it was because the time had not come.

If time could be returned to half a year ago, she would not do anything to provoke Abbot.

Not for anything else, Abbot's EQ was the fatal shortcoming.

Rebecca's words finished. Abbot pursed his lips and stood straight.

Rebecca glared at him, "Get in the car. It's getting late and take me home."

Abbot propped one hand on the car door. After staring at Rebecca for a while, he turned around and

entered the pharmacy once again.

When Abbot came out again, he lifted a black plastic bag in his hand.

It was visible--the bag was full to the brim.

Abbot stepped forward and threw the black bag into Rebecca's arms.

Rebecca's hand trembled and her face turned red, "Why do you give me these?"

Abbot turned the steering wheel, his expression showed neither joy nor anger, "Choose your favorite."

Rebecca, "..."

Rebecca truly felt that Abbot was a very confusing person.

If one said he had a high EQ, the previous black history was still fresh in her mind.

But if one said he had a low EQ, he could always hit the right spot and make her heart flutter.

The car was moving slowly. Rebecca tilted her head to look out of the window. She did not dare to

touch the plastic bag in her arms as if it was a hot potato.

About half an hour later, the car arrived at Abbot's villa.

Abbot drove into the yard and stopped the car, "Here we are."

Rebecca sat still, and the effects of the wine was gone. The brave words that she said just now in the

car were now left behind. She hemmed and hawed, "Or should I go home?"

After Rebecca stopped talking, Abbot turned his head to look at her. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Rebecca met Abbot's eyes, she forced a smile, "I am not afraid. I belong to the range of spinster now,

and there is nothing to fear. I mainly, mainly..."

Rebecca said the word 'mainly' several times, but did not find the appropriate words to complete the

sentence. Finally she popped out, "Mainly because I am afraid that you will suffer."

Rebecca stopped talking and felt good about her excuse. She slapped her thigh, "Yes, it's mainly

because I am afraid that you will suffer. As the saying goes, a middle aged man is really somebody

while a woman of the same age is nobody, just like you and me. Neither of us stepped into the ranks of

thirty years old, but ... "

Rebecca made up a lie, and Abbot looked at her still and did not make a sound.

Rebecca was stared at by Abbot and felt a bit scared, she made an awkward smile, "Do you think I'm

right?"

Abbot said in a deep voice, "You're sober, right?"

Rebecca, "..."

Abbot's words unmasked Rebecca.

Rebecca was dumb. Abbot looked at her reproachfully and got out of the car.

Rebecca watched Abbot get out of the car, secretly put her head down and glanced at the bag in her

arms.

Her legs were trembling.

After getting out, Abbot walked around the car to the passenger side, opened the door and looked

down at Rebecca, "Get off."

Rebecca smiled awkwardly, sitting still as a mountain.

Abbot, "It's getting late. I'm too lazy to drive you home."

After saying that, Abbot added with a frown, "Don't worry. I won't touch you."

When Rebecca heard Abbot's words she was stunned. Then she lifted the corners of her mouth and

showed a smile. Picking up the bag in her arms and stuffing it into Abbot's arms, she stepped out of the

car, "Look at you. Why are you so narrow-minded? I don't care about this."

Abbot, "..."

A few minutes later, Rebecca was lying on the bed in Abbot's master bedroom staring at the ceiling.

There were two tiny men in her head who were fighting with each other.

The first man said, "Since you are already here, why not profit yourself?"

The second man said, "He hasn't said 'be together' yet, has he?"

The first man said again, "Things have come to this. Does it matter if he doesn't say it?"

...

The two tiny men struggled back and forth. After ideological struggle, the first man prevailed.

Why not take advantage of others?

Abbot was good. He had money. He had a handsome face. He had a high IQ. As to EQ...Just forgot it,

at least he had money.

After thinking it through, Rebecca jumped up from the bed and walked to the next door to knock on the

guest bedroom door.

After a few seconds, the door of the room was opened from inside.

In just a moment, Abbot had already taken a shower and was wearing a light gray bathrobe.

They looked at each other's eyes. Rebecca saw water drop from Abbot's forehead bangs into his robe

collar, and she swallowed saliva subconsciously .

When Abbot saw this, he raised his eyebrows lightly.

Rebecca, "You just bought those things. How long is their shelf life?"

Abbot said in a deep voice, "Hmm?"

Rebecca pretended to be indifferent, "I do not mean anything else. I am just worried that those things

will expire. It's not easy to make money, although you do not lack so little money ..."

Rebecca nagged, and Abbot leaned forward suddenly, "Rebecca, don't you feel tired of lying? It's clear

you just...want to sleep...with me."