President's Substitute Wife

When I finished saying this, there was only silence on the phone.

Long time.

I finally heard a man with a slightly husky voice say, “OK, You will come to my office at 10 am tomorrow.”

The office?

After all, it’s the office and meeting me now seemed to be a business.

I can’t accept it, but what can I do if I don’t?

I promised, “OK, I will be there on time.”

The next morning, Daisy went to the company training, and I got up to make up.

This was probably the longest time I have ever made up. I covered the scars on my face so tightly that I tried to make it look less discomfited with some skills about shadow and light.

It was the last side, after all.

I picked a beige long sweater from the closet with boots and a coat of the same color.

Standing in front of the mirror, the whole person looked very young, very beautiful.

Without removing the mask.

I put on the new cartoon meow face mask that I bought before, which was perfect to cover my own shortcomings.

I left at 9:30, and got downstairs at ten on time.

When I got to the lobby, before I reached the front desk, I saw Eric coming in my direction, then he stopped a meter from me and said respectfully, “Miss Carter. Mr. Jessop is waiting for you upstairs.”

I followed Eric to the elevator.

Because I trusted Eric, I asked, “Do you know when he was engaged to Cindy?”

“well..I do not know anything about Mr. Jessop’s personal life.” Eric answered. He paused, and said a little sorry, “Miss Carter, I also asked Mr. Jessop about this, but he reprimanded me harshly.”

“Thank you.”

was thanking Eric for talking to me.

The elevator reached the top floor.

door opened and the entire top floor was empty, and

Eric took me to Sean’s office

the door in.

same as before. Sean was sitting at his large desk, looking at a few documents

his face, but he just said, “Don’t you have something to tell me?

With a look of alienation.

talking to a subordinate

did not

always on the file.

He waited for a while, seeing that I didn’t speak, then put down the file, and said impatiently, “I’m busy, if you have nothing to say, just go.”

at him in a trance.

Was this

The man seemed to be just another man with the same face and

long ago, Sean, whom I knew, would care about me,

he took the blocker for me, I said he

“I am crazy

attention in his eyes still lingered in my

how did it become like

could not get it out of my throat, and

been almost six months.”

Sean

and I looked at him inconceivably, “Since you

Why were you

did you bring me back from abroad? Why did you say you will be crazy if I am dead?”

“Why did you let me live in The Best Home and pretend to be with me for

one by one, like depression in my heart!

Sean’s face did not change at all.

It was as if I was talking about something

Cindy before I get married, and I am more addicted to having sex with you.”

“So I am a bed

“You can say

Sean’s words made

But I knew I can’t cry, in front of

nails ran into the meat, and I worked hard to endure tears for a long time before walking to the man’s desk. “Sean, you tell me now that you are telling