President's Substitute Wife

Chapter 250 I look like President Jessop’s lover



Chapter 250 I look like President Jessop’s lover

Sean took a look at me and focused on driving and didn’t speak again.

It was windy and rainy on the mountain, but it was only drizzling under the mountain.

The car arrived at York No.1.

I couldn’t be more familiar with this place.

Looking at the car entering the community, I quickly said, “President Jessop, where are we going?”

Sean still didn’t speak.

I was so scared that I put my hand on the doorknob and said nervously, “President Jessop, if you are going to take me to your house, I will jump out of the car.”

“Then you jump.”

Sean held the steering wheel in his hands and didn’t look at me. It seemed that my life had nothing to do with him.

Actually, I dared not jump.

I hurt my foot. If I jumped down, I was sure I would get hurt. I would be hit by a car. Then my work would be affected.

I thought for a while and sat in the car.

As I expected, the car stopped in the parking space downstairs of Sean’s house.

He made a phone call in the car. “Someone’s sprained her foot. Come here with something.”

When he called, I got out of the car with my bag.

The chassis of SUV was very high. I jumped down and hit my ankle hard again. It hurt so much.

I gritted my teeth and saw water on the leather seat in his car. I took the tissue out of my bag and wiped it.

Sean hung up and watched me clean my seat. He frowned. “What are you doing?”

“President Jessop, your seat is wet. I’m cleaning it for you.”

I said naturally.

I wanted to make sure that my behavior was not the same as before.

Sean was impatient and suddenly furious. “I don’t need you to do this!”

I was startled. My hand was in midair and I didn’t know what to do.

He came impatiently.

I was so scared that I took back the tissue and closed the door.

I jumped back two steps.

He came straight up and picked me up again without hesitation!

I was ready this time. I bit my lips with my teeth and didn’t speak.

He squinted at me and seemed to see through my tricks.

I calmed down and said, “President Jessop, can you put me down?”

“No way.”

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No.

I couldn’t do that. I didn’t want to have anything to do with Sean!

I struggled in his arms, “President Jessop, you have a wife! You hold another woman. Your wife will be very sad!”

“It’s my business.” Sean’s hands were a little stronger.

We were getting closer to the elevator and I was getting scared.

I knew what would happen if I went into his house!

I struggled desperately!

Finally, he didn’t hold me. I fell to the ground!

It hurt.

I was in pain and inhaled. I clenched my teeth and stood up and limped, “President Jessop, I don’t want to go to your house.”

Sean stood there and looked at me. He looked very blue.

He looked at me for a long time and said, “I just called a doctor to check your ankle. What are you afraid of?”

“A man and a woman share a room. Of course I’m afraid. You’re the president, but I’m not married. Of course I’m afraid.”

The more I said it, the more guilty I felt.

Hearing this, Sean shook his head helplessly. “I’ve called a doctor. Don’t worry. There are servants in my house. I won’t do anything to you.”

“No, President Jessop. Thank you for taking me back to town. I’ll take a taxi back.”

I wanted to limp away.

He stopped me behind me. “You have to take the elevator out.”

Oh, yes, I forgot it.

As I turned and limped toward the elevator, another white car entered the underground garage.

The car was going to leave. When it saw me, it suddenly turned around and drove to my side. The window came down. “Why are you here?”

Ming.

When I saw him, I wanted to disappear.

He looked up and saw Sean behind me. He frowned slightly. “Why are you together?”

I winked at Ming and said, “I lost my way at the construction site. Fortunately, President Jessop happened to go to the construction site and picked me up.”

I couldn’t help but wonder.

Why did Sean go there?

Why did he go to the construction site?

Then I heard Sean’s voice, “do you know each other, uncle?”

His voice was a little cold.

I didn’t look back but I could imagine his expression.

Ming seemed to understand what I meant. He got out of the car and nodded, “yes. I met Miss Jones on a business trip to the Carson City. We are good friends.”

“Really?”

Sean said coldly.

After he finished, I was pulled back by a force. The next second I bumped into a man’s strong chest.

I got another twist on my foot and it hurt.

“Are you ok?” Ming got out of the car and looked at me nervously. “Did you sprain your foot? Go to my hospital. I’ll give you some medicine.”

“OK.”

“No, I’ve called a doctor.”

I agreed, but Sean refused for me.

Ming looked at Sean and finally got angry. “Sean, I know Becky has something in common with her. That’s one of the reasons I noticed her. But I hope you understand that five years ago...”

“Shut up!” Sean immediately interrupted Ming. He looked at him coldly. “Uncle, it’s time for you to leave.”

“Give Becky to me. I need to help her with her injuries.”

“Becky?” Sean looked at Ming and sneered, “uncle, you’d better go to your hospital. I’ll take care of her.”

“President Jessop.”

I got out of Sean’s arms and stood a meter away.

Sean looked at me and frowned.

He wanted to say something, but I said, “I thought it was strange before. You are the president of the Giant group. You can have any woman but take care of me, a little designer. Since yesterday, I’ve been thinking about my charm to attract president Jessop.” I paused and looked at Sean and continued, “it turns out I’m like President Jessop’s lover.”

"Lover?"

Sean’s eyes were noticeably cold after listening.

“President Jessop, although I don’t know where that person has gone, I think she must be the best in your heart. Since she is the best, don’t replace her with someone else.” I went back to Ming and looked at him and finally said, “it’s not fair to anyone.”

With that, I limped into Ming’s car.


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