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.

coming out, he

He stood up straight and looked at me and said, “Miss Jones, let me drive you back to the hotel.”

“Ah?”

I was stunned.

My mouth was open and I had no idea what he meant.

box just now, but

he

It was impossible!

I quickly dismissed my

couldn’t recognize my

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

that, he turned and walked out.

I was relieved but I was a little disappointed.

and said, “thank you, President Jessop.”

I walked fast and followed him.

each other for five years. Sean was

I was on the copilot.

the parking lot and asked me, “are you Murray’s

“Yes.”

Mr. Moore healthy recently?”

“Yes.”

heard my answer and squinted at me. He seemed a little unhappy and

I was stunned by his words.

I was under a lot of pressure. I was afraid I said something wrong and let him find out who

Maybe I would make it easier for him to find

again, “no, my master is

hotel was very close to the restaurant.

an intersection. I could

Jessop, I can get off here.”

I said

didn’t want to

“I’ll take you to the door.” Sean said.

His tone was bland

my hand, which had been put on the doorknob.

sat in the car.

asked, “when are you

going

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

“No.”

He turned me

know what he meant and

at me. His face was expressionless but his deep eyes were fixed on me. It

was getting stiff.

The green light was on.