Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love

Chapter 60 Not Qualified To Resist

Abby Miller raised her head with a numb scalp and looked at Richard Scott, who was sitting on the

sofa.

His face was terrible, and his eyes were covered with a layer of frost. The temperature around seemed

to drop a lot.

Abby Miller's heart sank. She immediately felt that her fate would be very tragic.

She plucked up her courage, controlled her trembling legs, and walked toward Richard Scott, but did

not dare get too close to him.

"You're back."

Abby Miller tried her best to greet him in a calm tone, pretending that nothing had happened. She ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

hoped to muddle through.

"What? You seem very disappointed to see me?"

Richard Scott crossed his legs and folded his hands on his knees. He looked at her coldly with full of

ridicule in his face

"No, how could I?" Abby Miller's heart tightened and she immediately shook her head.

Richard Scott did not say anything. However, his narrowed eyes and tight lips both revealed his current

frame of mind. He was feeling extremely displeased.

Especially when he saw her intentional calm in front of him, a sullen look appeared on Mr. Scott's face.

He stood up and walked toward Abby Miller, step by step.

With the footsteps, he exuded a terrifying aura.

At this moment, Richard Scott was like an enraged beast king that had opened its mouth, tried to shred

his prey.

Abby Miller was so frightened that she was shaking all over. Her face was full of fear and her steps

retreated subconsciously.

Richard Scott was neither fast nor slow, but he pressed on step by step.

Abby Miller couldn't say anything. She could only retreat and try to stay away from Richard Scott.

She stepped back and was forced to stop until her back was against the wall.

Richard Scott's tall figure continued to press forward until Abby Miller was forced to the corner of the

wall, where she was locked in place with nowhere to run.

Looking at the terrifying flames in his eyes, she knew that Richard was truly angry this time!

Richard Scott had indeed become Richard! And, it was more terrifying than ever. This time, she felt that

she would be torn to pieces by him at any time.

Abby Miller swallowed hard and didn't dare say a word. She was afraid that some of her actions would

anger him.

She tried her best to shrink herself small to reduce her sense of existence.

Richard Scott bent down and approached Abby Miller's face. The coldness in his eyes made her

shudder.

She had never thought that what she had seen before was not the most terrifying time of Richard Scott.

Compared with now, those were just the tip of the iceberg.

"Abby Miller, can you explain to me that you disappeared all day and didn't come back until midnight.

What did you do?"

Richard Scott's expression was as cold as a frozen snowfield, and he spat out a word from his teeth.

Abby Miller grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands and pressed her entire body against the wall

to control her trembling legs.

She tried hard to suppress her fear and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Scott. I didn't mean to."

"Just sorry?"

Richard Scott didn't buy it. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, as

sharp as a knife.

"Do you think this is where you can come and go if you want?"

Gritting his teeth, he pinched Abby Miller's chin. That astonishing strength gave Abby Miller the illusion

that her bones would be crushed in the next second!

"Mr. Scott, don't do this."

She gasped in pain. Grabbing Richard Scott's wrists with both hands, she shook her head desperately,

trying to get rid of the big hand.

"What do you mean? You won't even let me touch you now? Abby Miller, it seems that I've pampered

you too much that you forgot your identity as a married woman."

Richard Scott's voice was frighteningly dark. The strength of his hand increased and his eyes revealed

traces of madness.

Abby Miller was so frightened that she shuddered. Richard Scott was too scary.

In the past, although he was cold and domineering, he could tolerate some small mistakes.

When she accidentally angered him, he would at most attack her with sharp words and cold eyes.

Basically, he would not punish her personally, except for that time when he spanked her. Furthermore,

although he was angry that time, he was able to accept her explanation.

Now, not only was Richard Scott violent and had no sense of propriety at all, but also seemed that he

could not communicate with her and was not willing to give her a chance to explain at all.

Abby Miller looked at Richard Scott in horror. His cold face was expressionless, and there was no

emotion in his eyes at all.

Richard Scott really scared her.

She trembled all over and pushed Richard Scott's chest hard, trying to escape from his imprisonment.

"Still want to run?"

Flames of anger appeared in Richard Scott's eyes. He was enraged by the little woman.

He raised Abby Miller's chin and kissed her hard.

Abby Miller pounded his shoulder, and her legs kept kicking his legs.

Richard Scott didn't restrain because of this, but held her in his arms harder.

At this moment, Richard Scott was like a beast, completely losing his mind.

His hands were wrapped tightly around Abby Miller's body, and his strength is infinite. He had no pity

for Abby Miller.

Abby Miller struggled with all her might and shook her head, trying to break free from Richard Scott.

Richard Scott suddenly raised his head and said fiercely, "Abby Miller, do you think you have the right

to resist?"

He held Abby Miller's chin and looked at her swollen lips with a cold gaze.

"Do you still not recognize your identity? You'd better be a little self-aware. You could only to obey my

orders obediently."

"Don't think I'm nice to you, you really take yourself seriously."

A string of hurtful words came out of his lips and hit Abby Miller's heart.

"I can tell you that even if I touch you here today, you have no right to refuse. This is your fate as a

personal item!"

Suddenly, Abby Miller seemed to have run out of strength and stopped resisting.

That's right. She had forgotten her identity again.

To save the orphanage, she had to bear the price, but... Why didn't he sleep with her at the beginning?

In that case, she would not have any hope for him, and she would not be too sad.

Why did he suddenly do this after treating her gently last night when she had just developed a good

impression of him, and shattered everything beautiful in her heart?