The Gorgeous Substitute Wife of Mr. President

Lucas clearly misunderstood, but she did not even have an opportunity to redress the injustice. Evelyn was rubbing forehead to return to room, and she didn't know how to do temporarily. She sat on the bed for a long time with her knees in her arms and fell asleep gradually.

The next day she was waken up by the call of John.

"Hello?" Evelyn put through the phone feebly.

"How did it go? How far has it come?"

John's voice was displeased, apparently because she was too slow.

Push, push, push all day long!

Evelyn turned over and sat up for his bombing every now and then.

John thought too much of her.

Why did he think Lucas would do obediently what she said?

But she had to mollify John, trying to soften her voice: "I've been looking for opportunities, but things aren't going so well."

"Not very well? What's your head for? Can't do anything about it?"

"I've given you long time, Evelyn."

"... "Evelyn was angry.

She calmly suggested: "I will continue to persuade Lucas, but he has some aversion in your name. Can you change the method?"

"What method?" John's voice didn't sound neither happy nor angry.

"With my name on it, I think it might be easier for him to accept."

Evelyn finally put her own ideas out.

For now, she can't think of a better way to help John get his stake first.

On the other side of the phone call, John seemed to be seriously considering the feasibility of the matter.

How time flies! Evelyn waited too long and became impatient. Meanwhile, the voice of the other side just passed over, "It's OK! But it can't be in your name, it must be Nora Davis." Evelyn was about to breathe a sigh of relief when She heard him go on: "You can't take any of this away from me. They all belong to Nora."

Evelyn was so extremely angry that she wanted to talk back a few words.

There was a snap on the line, leaving only a busy signal.

It could see that John didn't want to contact her at all, if it was not necessarily.

Staring at the phone, there was a helpless in Evelyn's face.

Now she can only ask Lucas for help brazenly.

She put on the clothes, looking at the sky, which was still early.

After hesitation, she went to next door.

The guest room that Lucas rested was actually just a wall apart with hers.

"Hello? Lucas? Lucas?"

Evelyn stood at the door of the guest room and knocked for a long time, but no one answered.

Is he angry?

She said with soft voice: "I have something to talk to you, can I come in?"

Nobody answered again.

The maids, who were cleaning on the second floor, hung their heads when listened the sound.

They were afraid to hear anything that they shouldn't know.

Evelyn had some doubts, so she said to the maid who was cleaning and asked, "have you seen Mr. Lucas out?"

She always got up late. When she woke up in the morning, Lucas was not at home any more.

She was disheartened by the thought.

"Mistress, I didn't see the master when I just came up, and I don't know if he went out or not." The maid's voice was discreet in its idiomatic tones.

That's not a good question.

"Well, Go about your work." Evelyn lifted her hand, and thought in the heart: "Did he go out?" Standing at the door, she was a little reluctant.

So she raised her hand and pressed on the handle, but there was a click and the door opened. Hesitated a moment, she pushed the door and went in.

The lamp in the house was still bright, and the sound of flow of water passed from the bathroom.

He hasn't left yet.

Evelyn closed the door, she want to call his name several times but thought embarrassed, so she simply sat on the bed to wait for him.

About half an hour or so, when Evelyn was so sleepy, hearing a clash of the bathroom, she startled suddenly and stood up.

It only found that Lucas was encircled a bath towel to come out, his figure proportion was extremely good, and the muscle was tight and forceful.

The movement that dried hair together with the muscle were forceful extend. He had perfect personal fish line, following abdomen went into the white underwear. It just seemed to invite thorough. There was no doubt that he exercise frequently. Suddenly Evelyn ran into such picture of handsome man out of the bath, her face quickly rose red,and she dare not face him.

Looking at her, Lucas slightly confused, "Why did you come to my room."Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"You......"

Evelyn had some blurred when the sight swept those white skins which exposed in the outside, she only felt the face burning.

Lucas couldn't help but pick eyebrow, "what matter?"

He came towards her with his long and powerful legs, with his black eyes searching.

Lucas has stood in front of her during she was in a daze.

The thick breath of male hormone blew on her face immediately.

Evelyn scratched the sheets and lowered her eyebrows. "I, I want to talk to you. It's about work. I don't want to be at home and doing nothing."

She was full of anxiety with her voice burning.

Work again!

Lucas complexion became bad, and his tone had no fluctuation, "It's up you!"

It was clear that he did not want to talk to her about it.

Evelyn's mouth slightly opened, what did he mean?

His handsome face has spread out a dangerous breath before she could speak, "out!"

The voice was cold and powerful!

There's no need to talk about it.

Evelyn was angry as well that this guy was too moody.

she had been catching the chance to talk.

How could she hold back? And she can't.

Evelyn said with courage: "Lucas, about the shares, if my father is not feasible, can it be in my name?"

The eyes were full of water and beg to look at Lucas.

Lucas stared at her for a while. The expression on his face changed from originally gloomy into dark.

He sneered: "Evelyn, you and John really have a good plan. You are the only daughter of him. Is there any different for who has stakes?"

"There's no need to talk about it anymore! The company can operate well without you!"

His voice was clearly mocking and disdainful!

Evelyn stared at him, straightening up and walking out of the dressing room with long legs.

His steps were slow and vigorous, but she felt his emotions, and he was angry.

Feeling cold in her heart, Evelyn retreated a few steps and fell down on the bed.

With a wry smile, "It seems that there is no room for this matter."

She pulled her lip, got up from the bed, opened the door, and went out, leaving only the click of the door.