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Is this right?
“This is not right! Miss Adams, even if you like someone, you can’t harass them at their home. Is this what they teach you in college…”
The police officer lectured me.
I tried desperately to explain.
He just looked at me coldly, “Call your teacher to pick you up!”
Calling my teacher was out of the question. I didn’t want to become a social outcast at
school.
Originally, I should have been lying in Marcus’s arms tonight, touching his slim waist, breathing heavily, about to do something for the good of humanity, then getting caught by Amber, having a big fight, and finally tearfully earning five million dollars.
Now I was behind bars, listening to a bunch of drunks wailing…
With no other choice, I called Mrs. Grant early the next morning.
She came quickly and got me out as a family member of the involved party.
Ignoring the looks from the police, she kept praising me, “You did very well. My son
called last night in a bad mood, they must have had a fight…”
After leaving the police station, she was still chattering, “But he’s too spineless, he took
her back home. Lily, can you go to his house and keep an eye on things? What if that girl
runs away pregnant?”
I turned my head dejectedly and said softly, “Mrs. Grant, do you think next time you’ll be picking me up from prison?”
Arrested for stalking, and then for breaking and entering, it would be even worse.
Mrs. Grant clearly didn’t think so: “Don’t worry, Lily, just go ahead and do it.”
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I had a vague feeling that my relationship with the police officer wouldn’t end here.
After finishing the thesis my advisor was rushing me for, I looked up and it was already dark.
To prevent them from making a little Marcus Grant, I reluctantly went over.
Mrs. Grant was true to her word and had bought off the new security guard Marcus hired.
The guard didn’t even try to stop me, opening the gate wide for me to enter.
At that moment, I suddenly felt confident.
The door inside was slightly ajar. Through the gap, I saw two people canoodling on the
sofa.
Marcus’s half–open collar was wet, making his shirt transparent and revealing vague curves underneath.
Amber took a tissue and started wiping it, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
Marcus frowned slightly and blocked her hand.
“Amber, we’re both adults, some things…”
Suddenly his voice trailed off.
My heart skipped a beat too.
Were they about to start doing adult things?!
I don’t agree with this.
Marcus’s sharp gaze swept over, “The person at the door, have you seen enough?”
I walked in with an air of confidence.
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Seeing me, Amber immediately leaned into Marcus’s arms, as if marking her territory.
But so what? Mrs. Grant doesn’t approve either.
I said, “Mrs. Grant said she left something at your place and asked me to come get it.‘
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As long as I couldn’t find it, I could use that as an excuse to stay, and they wouldn’t have
a chance to get cozy.
Marcus stared at me, his brows furrowed into a frown. He was about to get up when he
looked down at his wet collar and said to Amber, “I’m going to take a shower. The red wine you spilled is sticky. This guest… please help me get rid of her first.“”
He walked towards the bathroom.
Amber swirled the wine glass in her hand and said scornfully, “I advise you not to use
despicable means to seduce Marcus. He’s different from other men. He’s very loyal.”
She emphasized the last sentence particularly clearly.
I found it hilarious and laughed out loud, “He’s loyal, but what about you?”
Mrs. Grant had already investigated her thoroughly. Even after returning to the country, she wasn’t behaving herself. While pursuing Marcus, she had several backups, but unfortunately, there was no solid evidence to make Marcus believe it.
Hearing this, Amber’s face changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure, “What are you talking about? Of course, I only like Marcus.”
“In a relationship, loyalty is the most basic thing, and Miss Rose, what you don’t have, I
do.”
Looking at her smile that was about to crack, I knew Mrs. Grant’s information was spot
- on.
Suddenly, the phone on the coffee table rang.
Amber was probably too nervous and accidentally pressed the speakerphone button.
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The phone immediately transmitted a young man’s voice: “Baby, are you coming tonight?”
The voice was lazy and the tone ambiguous.
Amber completely lost her composure, frantically trying to mute the call and rushing
outside.
This was my chance!
As long as I let Marcus see her cheating, everything would be accomplished!
Where was Marcus?
The sound of water came from the nearby bathroom.
Oh, he was taking a shower.
I rushed over to urge him, knocking on the door frantically: “Are you done? I need to use
the bathroom.”
A lazy voice came from inside: “Not yet.”
“Hurry up, I can’t hold it!”
The person inside hesitated for two seconds, “There’s another bathroom upstairs.”
“No, please, come out quickly!”
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Through the window, I saw Amber’s lips forming what looked like “bye–bye“.
She hung up the phone quickly, and Marcus also started to speed up his shower.
I was scratching my head anxiously. This was a once–in–a–lifetime opportunity!
Amber was about to push the door open when the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
I couldn’t wait anymore!
Ikicked open the bathroom door and rushed in.
A beauty out of the bath, my heart was pounding,
I immediately closed my eyes.
It was as if time had frozen at that moment.
Until the warm breath approached, disturbing my thoughts.
“Weren’t you in a hurry to use the bathroom? Go ahead.”
I tried desperately to shake off the images of pecs, abs, and V–lines in my mind, “No, no, not urgent anymore, haha.”
“Then why did you burst in?”
My muddled brain was racing, and I stammered, “Uh, actually, your mom sent me here for a blind date with you. Before marriage, I need to check if it’s big enough!”
Haha, I’ve gone crazy, my mouth was saying whatever came to mind.
Just then, Amber’s voice gradually approached from the living room, “Marcus, aren’t you
done yet? I specially canceled a meeting to spend the evening with you, okay?”
I suddenly remembered what I was supposed to do.
Right, I was supposed to create a misunderstanding and drive a wedge between them.
I abruptly opened my eyes.
Two streams of blood gushed from my nose.
Why wasn’t he dressed yet!
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