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.

girls, but I

have been

was this person?

Needless to say,

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

was embarrassed. She raised her feet and kicked the big

She turned and was

“Come here!” I grabbed

“Why!”

Rachel was obviously reluctant.

had been

was acting, I was confident.

pretend and get rid

cooperate with them. I wanted to see when they were exposed.

I could wash the curtains every day!

Rachel was flustered. “I don’t...”

stay here!”

“I’m going to report

“Whatever!”

Rachel and I were fighting downstairs.

Sure enough, soon I heard the

saw Sean and was aggrieved. Suddenly she began

She ran up to Sean and said, “Mr. Jessop, here

a trance

did that many years ago.

Sean reached out and sat Rachel in his lap. He put his hand behind her and asked gently,

basin over. I asked her to help me

I calmly

Sean looked at Rachel and asked, “really?”

I didn’t mean to...” Rachel nodded

cried a

She was very similar to Molly.

I used to be stubborn and

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

he said to Rachel, “push me back.”

“OK.”

Rachel sadly left his leg and pushed Sean away.

at me before she left. Her eyes were full of ostentation.

I knew they were pretending, but I looked at them and

I bit my lip and reluctantly brought the basin back.