Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1480

Erik said, "Well, yeah, I'm not going!"

His comrades were surprised. "What? You’ve done a great job in this mission and you’ll be the main character in the party! Why don’t you participate?"

Before Erik could say anything, Aiden teased, "Of course he will not participate! Didn't you see that he is in a hurry to go home?"

Erik’s other comrades were stunned. Seeing Aiden's ambiguous smile, they also laughed. "Erik, you've been transferred to Francis for only more than two months. You don’t have any family here. Do you have a mistress?"

Erik smiled and ignored them.

But what Aiden said was true.

He was indeed in a hurry to go home.

After Erik went to the headquarter to report to the chief and then attended two consecutive meetings, he immediately drove back home.

As the neon lights flashed, the night became darker.

Erik drove all the way back to the community he lived and strode into the building.

There was no one else in the elevator, so he went directly to his department.

He opened the anti-theft door and there was hazy light inside.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

If it weren't for the fact that he was familiar with the furnishings here, he would have almost believed that he had stepped into the wrong room.

A lot of rose petals were scattered on the brown carpet at the door, each of which was delicate and beautiful, as if it was still stained with dew. They kept extending to the bedroom, forming a flower road.

Red heart-shaped candles were placed every few steps along the road.

Only then did Erik realize that the room was filled with the shadows of the candles instead of the lights.

The candlelight flickered among these roses, and the atmosphere was warm and ambiguous.

Was it a surprise?

Erik felt funny.

This kind of thing was usually done by men, not women. He didn't understand why Crystal was doing this.

"Crystal?" He called tentatively.

No one answered him.

There should be someone in the room, so Erik was not anxious. After taking off his military boots, he went inside in a good mood.

The flower path led to the master bedroom.

He put his hands in his pockets and went there slowly and steadily.

"Creak!"

The door of the master bedroom was pushed open. Just like the outside, the light in the room was also very dim and there was only a swaying candlelight.

A woman was lying on the bed.

Erik's body trembled.

The woman on the bed had her back facing towards the door. She was slightly tilted and her face could not be seen. Her thick long hair flowed down like a waterfall.

On such a late autumn night, she was wearing a thin night dress and had a thin quilt covering her chest. Her round shoulders were exposed in the air, forming a beautiful scene.

The air was filled with fragrance.

It might be the fragrance of the roses or the fragrance of the woman.