President's Substitute Wife

“No.” I lay there and felt familiar.

I knew if I compromise a little at this time.

What would happen next would be unthinkable.

“Give me some time. I’ll divorce Cindy. We will never be separated again.”

Sean hugged me tightly.

His tone was familiar. It was a pity that stupid I would never come back.

“President Jessop, I’m Becky.”

I said word by word.

I told myself over and over that I couldn’t do it!

I could never compromise.

Once I was absurdly between Molly and Sean.

Now I didn’t want to go back to that ridiculous past.

Sean didn’t seem to understand me. He held me and said to me, “it doesn’t matter who you are. I know you are you. That’s enough.”

I was I?

Sean, you were wrong.

I was not me for a long time.

But I didn’t say it. I was held by him. Our strength was very different.

I knew I couldn’t resist if he wanted to.

So I lay there, “President Jessop, if you want to rape me, I can’t resist. But I will call the police and accuse you of rape.”

Sean had been teasing me.

He kept my body in a state where it could start at any time.

But when I said that, he stopped and looked at me.

It was almost six o’clock.

It was almost dawn.

A little light came in through the second floor window, and I could see Sean’s face.

His features were all stagnant. His eyes were black. He seemed to be enveloped in a thick sadness.

looked at

at him, too. My expression was only plain or

I was betting.

betting on his pride as a man.

other. Sean raised his arm and put

His movements were

be touching the most precious thing

When his hand passed my eyelashes, my eyelashes trembled a

face and every feature. At last he raised his

OK. I can wait. As long as you

“What are you waiting for?”

for you to forgive me and believe me. I can get you back.”

Sean got up and went to the bathroom.

I heard the sound of the shower opening.

froze for a long time. I couldn’t even see the mood

Was I disappointed or depressed?

couldn’t think.

Since he didn’t touch

and changed before he came out.

I made the bed and went downstairs.

When I was sitting in front of the computer, I found that Ming had sent me messages yesterday.

“I’m going to have an operation today. I won’t go to your place

a coincidence.

to come, but he

If Ming had come yesterday,

I was not sure.

best way

I took a look at my watch. I was afraid Ming was still sleeping and decided to send him a message in the

just turned on the

tie, and his shirt was simply put on his body. He only wore three or four buttons

wide open and showed strong pectoral lines.

His hair was not dry. Water dripped down his short hair on his shirt.

stirred up may not have been completely suppressed. Now I thought he had

I couldn’t help

by him. He looked at

He came to me and picked up his suit and said, “I’ll go back and change. I’ll

“No, President Jessop.” I quickly stood up, “President Jessop, I promise you I won’t stay up

at the door and looked at me and there was a smile in his eyes. “What you say doesn’t count.”

With that, he opened

I sat in front of the computer and was not in the mood to work.

was flustered at the thought that Sean would come back

I could dodge once, but I couldn’t dodge every time.

I had no choice but to call Ming.