President's Substitute Wife

President Jessop.

My brain was buzzing!

The next second I saw the man enter the box slowly.

He was in a matte grey suit. His hair seemed shorter than it was a few years ago.

His features didn’t change and his skin seemed a little darker.

At the moment when I saw him, my strong heart seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand.

Something was going to blow out!

“Hello, President Jessop. She’s the lead designer, Becky Jones.” David stood up and introduced me to Sean.

Obviously, Sean had met other people before.

I quickly got up and said to Sean, “Hello, President Jessop.”

Sean looked coldly at my face and quickly looked away.

He said coldly, “hello.”

His voice was full of indifference.

His attitude to me hurt me.

What was I looking forward to?

Wasn’t that the best?

I told myself in my heart.

I suppressed my disappointment and smiled at Sean.

I didn’t sit until he sat down.

I hardly spoke at dinner. David asked Sean about the club.

Sean didn’t look at me.

It seemed that I didn’t exist.

At the end of the meal, I went to the bathroom alone and made up.

I thought everyone had left.

But as soon as I got out of the box, I saw Sean standing in the corridor with his back against the wall. He was talking to a middle-aged man.

he saw me coming out, he waved at the middle-aged man.

straight and looked at me and said, “Miss Jones, let me drive you

“Ah?”

I was stunned.

was open and I had no idea what he meant.

just now, but now he said he wanted to drive me.

Did he recognize me?

It was impossible!

I quickly dismissed my

Even Inez couldn’t recognize my

expressionless and not surprised. He explained lightly, “don’t get me wrong. I just want to ask

turned and walked out.

relieved but I was a little disappointed.

I smiled and said,

I walked fast and

hadn’t seen each other for five years.

I was on the

pulled out of the parking lot

“Yes.”

Moore healthy

“Yes.”

He seemed a little unhappy and said, “do you say only one word at

stunned by his words.

I was afraid I said

easier for him to find

I quickly replied again, “no, my

The hotel was very close to the restaurant.

stopped at an intersection. I

“President Jessop, I can get off here.”

said quickly.

to stay

to

tone was bland but domineering.

back my hand, which

I sat in the car.

turned and looked at me and asked, “when are you going back? I’m going to see Mr. Moore.”

Was he going back with me?

How could I go back with him?

I took my bag and thought for a while before I said, “President Jessop, I am the main designer of this project, so I will not return to sceaux in the near future. How about I send you the address of the

“No.”

turned me down.

at him in surprise. I didn’t know what he

was expressionless but his deep eyes were fixed on me. It was like

was

green light was on.