Contract Marriage? True Love
Chapter 12: Leave a Good Impression on Your FamilyChapter 12: Leave a Good Impression on Your Family
Oliver's delicate side profile looked extraordinarily handsand charming under the light of the living room, especially his slightly wrinkled eyebrows, with an innate nobility.
Sarah stared in shock for a few times.
She even felt for a moment that under the radiance of this man, her fiancé was a total loser.The man was handsome, rich, and loved his woman so much.
Why had she never met such a man? Why the girl who met him was her sister? Sarah's face showed a stiff smile, and she felt more and more angry.
Oliver took the change and turned to go out.
At the moment when the slender and tall figure disappeared in the porch, Emma lowered her head and sighed heavily.
It was clear that the relationship between Oliver and her was not so intimate and formal.
Why did he say those words in front of her sister? She had been so nervous just now...
As soon as Oliver left, Sarah's face immediately changed.
The gentle and kind face before immediately becgloomy.
She looked straight at Emma for a while, and then she sat on the sofa and drank juice leisurely.
Emma was stunned.
Didn't her sister just say that she would go to the kitchen to help her mother?
"What are you waiting for? Didn't you see Mom is busy in the kitchen? My wrist is still sore for making tea just now."
Sarah deliberately put on an uncomfortable expression.
Emma didn't say anything.
Since her sister treated Oliver warmly just now, she didn't want to argue with her anymore.
She turned around and went to the kitchen to help their mother.She didn't know what Oliver liked to eat, and he had never told her before.
And she was not in the mood to study the likes of that freak, so she just made a few dishes which were just enough to make up a dinner.
Not knowing how long she had helped her mother, Emma felt that her legs were a little uncomfortable.
Mrs.Brook looked at her youngest daughter.
She worked hard in the company, but was still busy cooking when she got home.
Her body could not stand it.
"Emma, go to the living room and have a rest.Mommy will deal with the rest."
"Mom, I'm fine.It's faster for us two to do it than one."
"Ask your sister to help me.You go to rest and talk to Ollie."
Emma's face turned red.
She lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Okay.’’
When she turned around and walked into the living room, she saw Oliver had cback.
He handed her the soy sauce he just bought.He was a little wet from his hair to his clothes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEmma was stunned, "Did you go to swim in the sea?"
His wet eyelashes trembled slightly, and there were a few drops of water on his forehead, which looked enchanting and charming.
"It's drizzling outside."
He tossed the soy sauce to Emma, his expression indifferent, "Do you have a towel? My body's soaked."
"Ah, yes."
Emma's soul was nearly taken away by Oliver's wet body.
She nodded dully and went to the bathroom.She just wanted to take the towel.
But when she stepped forward, Oliver's tall and slender body followed her.
Without knowing it, Emma turned back and cried out, "Ouch!"
Her forehead hit the man's chin.
The bathroom was so small that they couldn't avoid hitting each other.
But they were so close to each other that the atmosphere between them was a bit tantalizing, which actually made the man want to get closer to her.
"I'm sorry..."
Emma felt awkward, "the bathroom is a little small."
Oliver half closed his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up.
With a wicked smile, he said, "You and your sister have quite a different personality.You see, your sister is so enthusiastic, and then you..."
The man pinched her chin and said, "You looked as if you didn't mind anything.People who don't know the actual situation may think that we are breaking up."
Emma's bright eyes blinked.Today, Oliver cto her house, and her sister had been busy greeting him.
Emma was always low-spirited, and she dared not speak even in her own home.He was a little distressed.
Obviously, her sister didn't treat her well.
Emma's face turned red, "No, you overthink about it...Hurry up and go out.It's weird for two people to stay in the bathroom!"
"I'm not happy when seeing your current expression."
The man's breath cand one of his feet pressed against the door of the bathroom, "I'll let you out on if you put on a happy expression."
Emma didn't know what to say.
She only said, "Ridiculous!"
Before she finished her words, he pressed over and put his tongue into her mouth.
With his big hand around her waist, he sprayed his hot breath on her face, which made her skin red.
They were entangled with each other in an ambiguous position in such a narrow space,.
Emma was kissed in such a strong way that she couldn't breathe, but she didn't dare to cry out, for fear of being heard by her mother and her sister.
She clenched her two hands into fists and pounded on the man's chest.
When did he have to make out in the bathroom at such a time? Was this guy crazy? Oliver clasped the back of her head and kissed her as if he was drinking a glass of wine.
He felt that Emma's shy appearance now was the most tempting.
When she punched him with her little fists, she was shy and afraid of being discovered.
He felt very happy to tease her like this and could not help laughing.
She was always more adorable than he had imagined.
Seeing that Emma was out of breath, he let go of her and let her breathe smoothly.
It was unknown that Emma's face turned red because of suffocation or shame.
She pressed on her chest with anger and said, "Oliver, are you a pervert?"
The man touched her face and said, "Well...
You look much better now."Just now, when he cback from the outside and saw her pale face, he was shocked and thought she was ill.
Actually, it was because she stood in the kitchen to help her mother for too long and she didn't eat anything at noon because of Lily's affairs that she looked so pale.
The smell of the delicious food spread into the room.
As he suddenly thought of something, Oliver took Emma's hand and said, "Let's go to eat."
"Wait a minute!"
Emma suddenly stopped him.
Oliver turned around and was about to ask why when his face was covered by a towel.
The woman stood on her toes to put her hands on his head and help him wipe his hair.
She was indeed wiping his hair, but why did he feel...this force seemed to be retaliating against him?
"Yes! Perfect!"
Emma looked at the man's messy hairstyle and was as happy as a child who had finished his revenge.
He deserved it for he kissed her all of a sudden.
Unexpectedly, Oliver was not angry.
Instead, he looked into the mirror and said with a smile, "Perfect."
Oliver tidied up his hair and made sure that it was tidy and wouldn't scare Mrs.Brook.Then he walked into the dining room.
Oliver, a tall and slender man, sat on a chair, which made the chair upgraded.
While eating, the man helped to put food into Emma's bowl as he felt that this woman's hand was short and it was too hard for her to get food.
Sarah couldn't bear to watch any longer, "Mr.Wood, it's fine for my sister to pick up the food herself.You just need to eat your own food.Don't just focus on helping my sister while you can't have a good dinner."
Emma's mother elbowed Sarah's arm, indicating for her to stop talking.Sitting in a corner, Emma once felt very embarrassed.
Even if she had been silent and eating quietly from the beginning, her sister also scolded her.Emma looked at Oliver speechlessly.
"I'm fine."
He just responded in a flat tone.Sarah still wanted to say something, but was held back by these words from the man.
He meant that he was willing to help her, and would not complain about it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"By the way, how is Mr.Brook?"
At the mention of Emma's father, Mrs.Brook was in a good mood, "Thanks to Mr.Sensi, his physical condition turns much better now.The doctor said that he could be discharged from the hospital soon.
"Well, that's good."
After making sure that Emma's father was in good health, Oliver relieved a deep breath.
They didn't talk too much at the dinner table.
As usual, Emma just ate a little and she stopped when she felt that she was full.
She found that Oliver had put down the chopsticks, staring at her with his cold eye.
"You...What are you looking at?"
He had seen how ugly she was when she ate! The man handed her a tissue, "Wipe your mouth."
It seemed to have been prepared for a long time.Emma took the tissue and wiped it with a red face.It's getting late.It's tforto go.Thank you for your hospitality today."
Oliver got up gracefully, one hand secretly grabbing Emma's sleeve.
Mrs.Brook asked politely, "Are you leaving now? Don't you want to sit for a while?"
Oliver smiled and said, "No, thanks.It's late.I'll visit you another day."
Emma twitched a little.
She thought in her heart, "Don't cagain.This man is so conspicuous in my house that I can't get used to it."
When the man walked out, Emma's sleeve was still grabbed by him.She could only turn around and smile at her mother awkwardly, "I...I want to see him off.”
The air after the rain at night was particularly cool.Emma followed behind Oliver.
"Why are you so obedient in front of my family?"
Emma looked at the man's back in a daze.
For many times, she couldn't tell which one was the real Oliver.
He was not only gentle and elegant but also overbearing and rude.
The man lowered his eyes, "I want to leave a good impression on your family.That's all."
"With our relationship, we don't have to put on such an act, do we?"
Emma blinked her eyes in confusion.It was just like what was written in the contract.
Whenever he helped her, she should sleep with him once.
Since it was just a contract, why did behave as if they were in a real relationship? Why did he break into her own life again? It was not what she expected.
The man stopped.
As Emma was in a daze and could not stop in time, she directly hit the man's back with an "ah"
sound.
She covered her face with her hands angrily, "Don't stop all of a sudden.It's dangerous, okay?"
There was only one word on the man's thin lips, "Fool."
The simple word carried a complicated feeling.Emma didn't understand.
"You have too many questions.I don't want to answer them.’