Sarah thought she had heard it wrong.

She blinked her swollen eyes, and her voice was hoarse. "What are you talking about?"

Maurice took out his phone and called, "Preparing a prenuptial agreement for me."

After a brief command, Maurice put away his phone and said to Sarah, "You should be responsible to me for the thing happened last night."

"What..."

Sarah's mind couldn't keep up with him.

He didn't come to help her. He came to take advantage of her.

Maurice raised an eyebrow, "I have mental mysophobia. I was slept by you last night, and I can't be with other women."

"So, I came here to ask you to be responsible to me."

"Didn't you have other women before?"

Sarah reacted and looked at him coldly.

The voice was angry.

Maurice's eyes gleamed, "You are honored to be the first woman to sleep with me, but also the woman I have set with. Anyway, you and Mazen have broken up. Marry me. I won't let you regret."

"I won't marry you."

Even if he really had mental mysophobia and he had never had a woman before.

It was none of her business. He was not the only person who suffered losses last night.

She was even miserable than him.

She had no intention of talking to him about responsibility or marriage.

"Murphy 's internal shortfall is severe, and its external debts are heavy. Your mother will be in danger at any time.

If I guess right, your father's ending today is attributed to Mazen and Jorgen joining forces.

"How do you know?"

Sarah showed vigilance in her eyes.

Maurice continued regardless of Sarah, "Some are reported by the media, and some are my guesses. The environmental protection building materials that White applied for the patent today are the research and development results stolen from you.

If you want to keep the company and take back the stuff stolen by White, you have no other way but to marry me."

"What's the purpose of you helping me? Don't tell me it's because I slept with you last night. I don't believe it."

She was no longer a kid that was too naïve to be cheated.

Maurice's eyes flickered slightly, and his lips twitched a sexy arc. "Because you slept me, and I just felt good. So I want you to continue."

Maurice took a drink from the glass, got up and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbing Sarah's arm and pulling towards him. The other hand pinched her chin, and he kissed her arrogantly.

"Eh..."

Sarah's eyes widened.

The small mouth was forcibly pried open by the man, and the warm water flew in with a strong masculine atmosphere.

She could not refuse and was forced to swallow the water.

It wasn't until she swallowed the water in her mouth that Maurice let her go. The handsome eyebrows were elegant, as if the one who kissed her was not him.

"If you forgot what happened last night, you can remember this kiss just now."

Sarah raised her hand and was about to snap him.

But he grabbed her wrist, "Three days You can think about it and give me the answer. The funeral affairs of your father and the future of your company, Wyatt will help you take care of it."

Walking to the door, Maurice suddenly thought of something and stopped.

Looking back, he fixed his eyes on Sarah's eyes and said predominantly, "It's not good for the body to take the contraceptive. If you don't want to have children so soon, I will take measures in the future."

"..."

Sarah stared at him in a daze, not knowing what to say for a while.

After Maurice left, Sarah's phone rang.

Seeing the name, she winced.

It was Beth.

She hung up directly.

After a minute, another message came.

She unlocked her phone, clicked Facebook, and found out it was a voice message.

"Sarah, you killed your father. Are you sad? This is just the beginning. The insults I suffered last night will be returned to you for thousands of times."