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.

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

up straight and looked at me and said,

“Ah?”

I was

My mouth was open and I had no idea

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

Did he

It was

quickly dismissed my speculation.

Inez couldn’t recognize my face.

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

he turned and walked out.

but I was a little

said, “thank you, President Jessop.”

I walked fast and followed him.

hadn’t seen each other for five years.

was on the

the parking lot and asked me, “are

“Yes.”

“Is Mr. Moore healthy

“Yes.”

seemed a little unhappy and

I was stunned by his words.

under a lot of pressure. I was afraid I said something wrong and

make it easier for him to find out.

I quickly replied again, “no, my master is in good

The hotel was very close to the

intersection. I could see the

I can get off here.”

said

want to stay

to

was bland but domineering.

I took back my hand, which had been put

I sat in the car.

are you going back? I’m going to see

Was he going back with me?

How could I go back with him?

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 studio?”

“No.”

He turned

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

was expressionless but his deep eyes were fixed on me. It was like he was doing a laser scan for me.

My smile was getting stiff.

The green light was on.