President's Substitute Wife

I was not a girl who was just in love.

I had forgotten Sean.

But when I looked at him, I couldn’t help but panic.

Sean’s car was advanced and sound proof. In the quiet car, I could hear my heart beating!

He looked at me and I got more and more flustered. My face was getting red.

I heard the sound of the seat belt when I thought he was going to kiss me.

He sat back and there was a smile in his eyes. He asked me, “are you a little disappointed? Did you think I’ll kiss you?”

“President Jessop, please don’t joke.”

I looked out of the car and hid my heartbeat.

Even after five years, I could still easily be teased by him.

I looked down on myself.

I kept thinking and didn’t notice where the car was going.

When the car stopped, I found it was a villa area.

When I looked at the familiar building in front of me, I was stunned!

It was actually the wedding room of Sean and I.

No, it was Sean and Molly’s wedding room, to be exact.

“Excuse me, President Jessop. What do you mean?” I was anxious but I still pretended to be confused, “do you want me to live in your house?"

“Do you want to live in my house?”

Sean had taken my luggage off the car when he spoke.

His expression was very strange.

I hurried to take my suitcase. “I’m sorry, President Jessop. I can stay in a hotel.”

With that, I took my suitcase and wanted to go out.

In order to pretend that I was not familiar with this place, I purposely went to the opposite direction of the gate.

looked at me behind me

was going the wrong

At last I heard the sound of his

up and grabbed my suitcase. He whispered, “you’ve gone wrong. It’s not an exit.”

“Really?” I looked back and didn’t trust him.

at his expression,

What was he disappointed with?

the wrong way and prove that I wasn’t

it was none of my business.

my suitcase and walked to the side of the car. He was silent for a moment and said, “well, I’ll take you to the hotel.”

put my suitcase in the trunk

I sat in the copilot’s seat and he didn’t fasten my seat belt anymore.

He sent me to an advanced hotel near the York Architecture and Landscape Design Institute.

booked a room for me and left.

He didn’t talk to

back was very lonely.

I was sad and had

But I repressed the impulse in

I knew we couldn’t

I’d better make him think I was not me.

The next day, I went to the construction site to measure.

me a

was going to take measurements and took my car to get there. The

had a lot to do.

In order not to delay them, I

the map before I came here. There was a subway station two kilometers away. When I

But what surprised me was that the weather began

overcast. The wind whipped up the dust on the construction site.

the subway station, but the paper

wind, the paper was

paper. There were four or five pieces of paper scattered around.

were the fruit of

I had to work with them when I went back in the evening.

I hesitated for a moment and decided to pick them

wearing wedge heels. The construction site was full of big and small stones. I wanted to pick them up, but I

my leg and sprained

frowned and

was no use crying when I was young. I still had to do things

I could only pick up the papers with a limp. I shook them and put them back in my

have been to the subway station in half an hour at most, but now I had a sprained

There were more and more black clouds in the sky.