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

And everything seemed to have been choreographed for

was this person?

Needless to say, I understood.

I pretended not to find out. I exposed her, “really? Where are your junior and senior

business!” Rachel was embarrassed. She raised her feet and kicked the big basin in front of her.

She turned and was

I grabbed

“Why!”

Rachel was obviously reluctant.

had been holding

sure Rachel was acting, I was confident.

Sean wanted to pretend and

would cooperate with them. I wanted to

I could wash the curtains every day!

Rachel was flustered. “I don’t...”

“Then stay here!”

going to

“Whatever!”

Rachel and I

I heard the sound of a wheelchair behind

We turned around at the same time. Rachel saw Sean and was aggrieved.

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

I was in a

and Molly did that many years ago.

reached out and sat Rachel in his lap. He put his hand behind her and

asked her

I calmly

at me, Sean looked at Rachel and asked,

I didn’t mean to...” Rachel nodded and said pitifully.

cried a lot.

She was very similar to Molly.

I used to be stubborn and always suffered.

Sean looked up and the tenderness in his eyes turned into indifference. “She takes care of

said to Rachel, “push me back.”

“OK.”

his leg and pushed

she left. Her eyes were full of

were pretending, but I looked at them and felt

and reluctantly brought the basin back.