Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 120

"Okay, I said the wrong thing, okay? Mr. Maxwell?" Moira said with a helpless expression.

"Is that an apology? Forget it, just give me a kiss, then I'll leave." Sage did not plan to leave without reaping any benefits.

Moira could only describe her feelings toward this man as extremely speechless. She had almost forgotten how she had offended him.

Thinking about it carefully, she had already cooked a good meal for him, so how could she possibly have offended him?

"Why should I kiss you?"

"If you don't want to kiss me, that's fine! I'll sleep on your bed tonight, and you can sleep on the sofa." Sage's detestable threat.

"No, you can't stay in my house." And this man is dangerous.

"Why not? We've even done the most intimate things, including our son. Why are you still being so conservative? As long as you open your mouth, there's nothing I can't do for you." Sage's hint was extremely strong.

How could Moira not understand? She immediately said angrily with a look of disdain, "If you don't want to leave, then I'm going. I'm looking for a hotel to sleep in."

Sage's goal was not to force her away, he must have men by his side to serve her, she had to be under his watch.

Sage had no choice but to compromise. He turned around and walked towards the door on the wall and pushed it open and left.

Moira was still a little dazed. This man was really weird, why did he always like to bother her now?

Moira locked the door to her room tightly, and then went to sleep in peace.

Tomorrow, she would go to his house as a guest. To be honest, she was quite nervous. Normally, the elders in rich and powerful families were very dignified and difficult to get along with.

Moira was really tired today. At ten o'clock, she would read Weibo on the bed while applying her face mask. At eleven o'clock, she turned off the light and went to sleep.

She could sleep, but in the room next door, Sage was sitting alone on the sofa, a complex expression on his face. The feeling of being alone with Moira just now was something he had never felt before, a feeling of relaxation and joy.

Moreover, this was the first time he realized that his male charm had lost its effect. If it was another woman, she would have long jumped into his embrace, wishing that they could be together forever.

Was this woman made of stone?

Early morning.

After Moira washed herself from the main bedroom, she went to the balcony to get some dry clothes. Because she was missing a bra, she was currently holding a pink one as she came out from the window. The moment she entered the hall, she saw Sage sitting on her sofa.

Startled, she quickly hid the corset in her hand behind her back and said angrily, "Why did you come to my house without my permission?"

Sage smiled, although she was hiding behind him, he had seen it just now.

"You must be a B cup!" Sage crossed his arms, his long index finger caressing his sexy lips as he asked questions.

Moira immediately had the feeling that she was being humiliated, she snorted: "Which eye of yours has seen a B with me?"

"Just one car is enough, why do you have to drive so many cars!? Let's go! I'll show you the way!" Sage looked as if he was sitting in her car.

Moira had finally seen the rogue side of this man. Who said that he was someone that was cold and difficult to get along with? To her, it was like a sticky candy that she couldn't get rid of.

Moira specially drove her car, while pointing her finger left and right, she finally arrived at an intersection. She was clearly at the left side of the intersection, and because she was slower than her, Moira had already stopped at the right side of the road.

"Why didn't you say so earlier! I'm all on this road now."

"Change the course now." Sage ordered her.

Moira looked at him with some annoyance, and could only take the middle path to the side bit by bit. She felt that the driver of the car behind her was about to hate her to death.

"Can you not do some live navigation? What would happen if you set up a navigation system for me?" Moira drove and looked at the man beside her.

"For a handsome man like me to do navigation for you, at least it's better than listening to those robotic sounds! The media said that my voice was so charming!" Sage turned his body slightly, and deliberately gave a low, magnetic laugh.

Moira had seen people who were narcissistic before, but she had never seen anyone so narcissistic. She harrumphed, "According to what you have said, you shouldn't have only Lucas as your son. You should have a bunch of children.

Sage said disinterestedly, "This is only describing my voice to sound good!"

Moira did not feel anything at all, but at that moment, Sage frowned, "Go!"

This time, Moira stopped on the road to the left again. She was about to go crazy, so she could only shamelessly drive the car to the side, causing a red car to angrily honk its horn. Moira exhaled, and turned to glare at the man angrily, "Can you do what you need to do!"