Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 174 Going to Make Amends

Early in the morning, he instructed the maids not to give Sarah a single grain of rice or drink a single

drop of water, he wanted to see if this woman, will be coming down or not.

What was wrong with having Andrew to protect her, she was ultimately to blame for the abortion of the

child!

“Please do this in moderation.”

At that moment, Andrew who is standing on the side finally opened his mouth in a ghostly manner,

within his lips, tinged with a bit of displeasure, poking at Andrew’s grandfather.

That pair of eyes, giving off an obvious warning.

However, in the eyes of Andrew’s grandfather, he was even more angry.

Seeing Andrew actually defend Sarah and not hesitating to contradict himself. It looked as if his

authority was threatened through those deep, sharp eyes.

The eyes of both grandfather and grandson were engaged in a silent sword fight.

A war without smoke.

Andrew looked at the table and saw that apparently there was nothing on the table, so he could only go

out to eat.

Taking Sarah's hand, “I'll take you somewhere.”

The woman looked at him and bit her lip with difficulty.

She actually did not reach her hand out to grab his.

“Grandpa, it's my fault, I'll take the punishment.”

Sarah took the initiative to walk up to Andrew’s grandfather, then giving a ninety-degree bend, "If you

want me to be beaten or punished, I'll do as you please."

The injuries she saw on Andrew's body last night were all due to her, how could she selfishly put all the

blame on him.

Seeing Sarah taking initiative to admit her fault, Andrew's grandfather’s proud eyes looked at Andrew

with a glance, as if he was showing off his victory.

He, still, was the highest helmsman of the Bask’s villa.

Andrew immediately pulled up Sarah's hand, not minding what the old man said, "Go."

He was paranoid and pulled her over, preventing her from turning back.

Andrew’s grandfather called after Sarah and Andrew. However, the latter, ignored him.

“These days, don’t go back home first, come live outside with me.”

“No, you're already hurt because of me, how can I bear with it?”

Sarah was also anxious about this incompetence of hers, partial to the fact that she couldn't do

anything.

She now realized that people, being manipulated and living under the control of others, were really not

as good as living a life alone.

“No buts.”

Andrew did not wait for her reply, stuffed her into the car and drove away from the Bask’s villa.

“Stop! Stop!”

Andrew’s grandfather was shaking with rage at the door!

…

Sarah knew that he was not taking herself to the European Scenery Residences.

She already said that she did not want to go to that place.

“Andrew, can you take me to a place today?”

Her eyes were forlorn as she looked ahead and asked a question to Andrew with a soft voice.

That tone of voice was very sad.

“You can just tell me.”

The man looked slightly sideways, glancing at her pale face, snow-white and colorless. And judging

from her face, she also looked like she lost a lot of weight.

“Could you, could you take me to Hudson's house?”

Andrew suddenly braked.

“If cannot? Then don't ...”

“No problem.” Andrew reassured her, touching her head, “When did you become so careful? Just say

your thoughts boldly, don't hide them.”

Sarah wanted to cry for a moment, tears were hovering under her eyes, but she held back.

“Do you know Hudson? Do you know why I went to see him?”

Hudson was just a mere servant; how could he know.

“There was only one person when she came back, and it should have been two. However, Hudson

stayed on that island forever, is that what you mean?"

Sarah’s eyes cracked a crack, he actually knew ...

When the man saw her shocked look, he easily guessed that she was blaming herself again, blaming

herself for dragging down Hudson. Now that all that was left of Hudson's family was an orphan and a

widow. After Hudson died, how should they continue to live their lives.

“Yes, I'm the one who 'killed' Uncle Li, it was me!”

Her mood suddenly changed abruptly, a little bit fragile, a little bit extreme.

Andrew crossed over the driver's seat and hugged her tightly, warmly reassuring her, "Calm down,

calm down, I'm here, nothing else bad will happen, ok?"

His voice was gentle and warm, deep and clear, wrapped with patience.

This is probably, also a test for Andrew. He never likes to coax people, but here, he did it very well.

Sarah’s red eyes stained with tears, in her mind, when Hudson was beaten like that by Matthew's men,

she remembered it all, clear as day.

Tiny sobs, mouth trembling with nervousness and endless remorse.

The word "powerless" were just too heavy.

Andrew locked her in the car alone for a while, and soon, he came back, in his hand, holding a red -

colour hat.

After calming down alone, she was better, but looking at the corner of her eyes, she was still a little

sad.

The man stretched out his fingertips, gently wiped away the tears for her, and said softly, "Save your

tears, and cry when you get there, now, put on the hat properly."

Sarah nodded, her eyes now numb, and took the hat then put it on her head.

Through the rearview mirror, the man saw she wore that hat, and her face, two-thirds of which was

nearly covered, was really too thin.

…

Hudson's house is a shabby alley-like slum, but it's clean enough for people to live in.

When they arrived, I saw his wife sitting in front of his house with a needle and thread, sewing the soles

of his shoes, sometimes looking around and offering a pair of shoes for a few dollars when someone

passed by.

If thinking about it, Hudson was working in Mo's family, his wife was subsidizing earning some extra

money, taking care of his daughter who was about to go to college. Rumors said that her grades were

excellent, an ordinary life such like this, a family of three can have enough to eat was already quite

blessed.

The more Sarah thought about it, the more the guilt deepened inside.

Andrew held her hand and stood across the street, the quiet duo, with the wind blowing soft hair tips.

“Should we go over?”

“Yeah.”

She did not back down and walked in front of Hudson's wife, the woman looked at Sarah curiously. She

did not know Sarah, but after seeing Andrew, her eyes were clear, giving a warm greeting, "It's Mr.

Bask, what brings you here today?"

The woman stopped the work she was doing, and was about to give up her seat. However, Andrew

suddenly spoke, “Let us go in and talk.”

This house was probably not as big as a kitchen in Bask’s villa.

“My place here is shabby, Mr. Bask, please don't mind.”

The woman had been looking at Andrew and did not know who Sarah was, but only understood that

Andrew had a high position of authority, so naturally she did not dare mistreat them. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Andrew did not say anything, while on the other side, the woman knelt directly in front of her, “I'm sorry,

auntie, it's my fault that Hudson is no longer here.”

Sarah made all the preparations for what was going to happen next, how she should bear...

“This, this girl, how do you know my old man? What's gone?”

The woman, began to change a bit of her behavior.

“Sarah, just say what you want to say, can you kneel in your current body?" Andrew pulled her up,

Sarah then explained, “Auntie, just three days ago, because of me, Hudson was implicated to death.

He just died not long ago, and I am here to make amends. Sorry, I am really sorry, if you want to beat

or punish me, I can take it.”