President's Substitute Wife

I didn’t look up and couldn’t see Rachel’s face.

But it didn’t matter to me.

Rachel was silent for a moment and said, “Aunt Jones, I’ve already inquired. It turns out that you are Mr. Jessop’s ex-wife and gave birth to a child for Mr. Jessop. Now you don’t leave because you want to make up with Mr. Jessop.”

“Yes.”

I washed the curtains and didn’t deny it.

Maybe from some point of view, I did hope so.

Rachel giggled. “You’re naive. Have you ever heard a proverb?”

I ignored her, but she continued, “men are single-minded. Men of all ages like women of twenty. Do you think so?”

With that, Rachel smiled even more brightly.

I looked up at Rachel and finally found that she was a little strange.

Rachel’s hair was plain black, but it was cut in layers.

Especially her bangs were carefully cut.

Her hair must have been designed by a barber in a regular barber shop.

I stood up suddenly. Rachel was holding her chin in her hand.

I could see her fingers.

Her nails were not long but clean. She must take care of them often.

I looked at Rachel again.

I was pretty sure she was not a country girl. She was a standard city girl.

And she used to be very fashionable.

“What’s the matter?” Rachel seemed a little flustered.

I smiled, “Rachel, how old are you? Where do you come from? You’re a servant for the first time, aren’t you?”

“Me?” Rachel looked aside and said unnaturally, “I’m 20 this year. I am a native. I just want to experience life as a servant.”

To be honest, if I didn’t find out, I would think she was a vain country girl and embarrassed to say where she was born.

I didn’t look down on country girls, but

to have been choreographed for her.

Who was this person?

Needless to say,

I pretended not to find out. I exposed her, “really? Where are your junior and senior high schools? You should go to college. Why do you want to be a

She raised her feet and kicked the big

and was

“Come here!” I grabbed Rachel. “Put them

“Why!”

Rachel was obviously reluctant.

had been holding

Rachel was acting, I was confident.

wanted to pretend and get rid of me.

I wanted to see when they were

I could wash the curtains every day!

flustered. “I don’t...”

stay here!”

“I’m going to report Mr. Jessop!”

“Whatever!”

I were

Sure enough, soon I heard the sound of a

Rachel saw Sean and

and said, “Mr. Jessop, here you are.”

a trance for a moment.

and Molly did that many years ago.

He put his hand behind her and asked gently, “what’s the matter?”

asked her to help me with it.”

I calmly

Instead of looking at me, Sean looked at Rachel and asked,

didn’t mean to...” Rachel nodded and

She cried

very

be stubborn and always suffered.

into indifference. “She takes care of me. She doesn’t have to do that. Stay away from her later.”

Then he said to Rachel, “push me back.”

“OK.”

Rachel sadly left his leg

at me before she left.

they were pretending, but I looked at them and felt a little heartache.

I bit my lip and reluctantly