Not a Choice Match
Hotel Room #18

Sandra ran towards the door after hearing someone banging on her from outside.

And his hands quickly pressed the door knobs and braaak...

The door opened, Brian could see Daren hugging his future wife by force.

Brian came forward and directly beat Daren without saying anything.

The man rose up in disbelief, his face flushed red with anger, Brian again ruining his pleasure.

"Baj*Ngan!" daren

Tan answered Brian forward and went back to beating Daren until the prianit fell down. Daren doesn't want to lose, he retaliates until there is a fight.

But Brian is not a match for Daren, several times the man's kick has fallen down.

"Get out of here before I call the police, and your name will make headlines in the papers tomorrow."

Hearing Brian's words, Daren tried to get up while holding his stomach that hurt. He also rubbed his bloody lips with a murderous look towards Brian.

"I will not forget this humiliation and I will definitely repay you" he said before leaving.

Sandra was crying, she was curled up in the corner of the room, her upper shirt had been torn as a result of Daren's hand.

Brian approached and touched his shoulder, the girl was surprised and raised her head.

Seeing that the man was Brian, he stood up and immediately hugged the man, the girl crying inside Brian's arms.

"Already, don't cry, he's gone" Brian said calmly

Sandra was still crying without saying anything. And Brian let it go, he knew the girl was so shocked and scared.

A few minutes later, Sandra was calmer, she could control herself. The girl let go of a hug, "Thank you" he said in a trembling voice.

"You should be thankful for this" Daren showed Sandra's phone falling inside her car.

"If it wasn't for this thing I wouldn't have come back and maybe I couldn't have saved you."

"Thank you again" Sandra said

"Is my hug so warm?"

Sandra realized, "Eh sorry" he said

"No problem, I'm not angry. It's just that I'm afraid you're in love with me,"

"No, that's not possible."

"Good, because it can't happen. Or you'll regret it later." Brian said

Sandra got up, "I'll change my clothes first."

"Where's the kitchen?" ask Brian

"There's a back, from here turn left."

"OK" he said standing up

"I? wanna make a drink. Since the host did not give me a drink, let alone offer it not." he said again who continued to walk into the kitchen.

Sandra walked towards her room, she took a shower and immediately changed her clothes.

For a moment he was stunned in front of the glass looking at his face.

The glint returned, as Daren wanted to stain him, his body shuddered again. She freaked.

If only his phone hadn't been left in Brian's car, he wouldn't have come back, and he might have....

akh. imagined it just to make the liquid slip back wet his cheeks.

Sigh Sandra erased it, didn't she promise Brian not to cry for the man anymore.

After tidying up her appearance, Sandra walked out of the room.

On the doorstep he was stunned, as he smelled an extremely delicious scent emanating from the direction of his kitchen.

"Did he cook?"

"Brian can cook?" sandra asked in her heart

Without speaking Sandra was already standing in the kitchen, and leaning back. The girl looked at Brian who looked engrossed with the stove and other combat tools. Fingers by so shrewdly flipping through the cuisine menu, and make Sandra's stomach rumble.

Sandra walked over, "What are you cooking?" he asked as soon as he got close to Brian.

"Sorry, I'm hungry. And I make food?"

"Is there anything for me?" ask Sandra again

"Do you want to?"

The girl nodded, to be honest she was also very hungry.

"I didn't find a lot of food, so I just cooked this" said Brian, serving fried rice on the table.

"This is for me?"

"Of course not, I don't know if you want to, I cooked this for myself. But I'm kind, we can share it."

"really?"

"Yes on one condition, would you like to eat a plate with me?"

"Well!"

In his heart Brian knew Sandra couldn't possibly do it, she was so prestigious. All this time the girl was always arrogant. And he wants to do it a little bit.

"If you don't want to be okay, I'll spend it myself, anyway also mine" said Brian feed the rice into his mouth.

Glegs... Sandra gulps. Worms in his stomach are asking to be filled.

Brian deliberately ate voraciously, making Sandra's saliva almost drip looking at him.

Is Sandra going to give up and get Brian some fried rice?