President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 220

“Responsible? How are you going to be responsible? Give me five million, or ten million?” Daisy suddenly lifted the quilt and pointed to the dazzling blood on the bed and said, “my virginity has been ruined by you! How can you be responsible?”

Everyone knew what those blood stood for.

Jack looked at it and hesitated for a moment and said, “I marry you.”

“I don’t need it!” Daisy sneered, “even if you get married, you will have many lovers! If I marry you, I will be betrayed!”

Jack frowned. “I’ll try to control myself.”

“Three or five days?” Daisy picked up her bag and glanced at Jack. “It’s over. Don’t let me see you later, or I will kill you!”

Daisy finished and took me outside.

We took a taxi at the intersection.

Daisy didn’t say a word all the way.

When we got home, she took off her shoes. I poured her a glass of water. Before I passed it to her, she looked at me and suddenly her eyes turned red. She held me and said, “I wanted to give my virginity to my husband!”

“I’m sorry. It’s my fault.” At this time, I felt extremely remorseful, “I should not have left. I should have insisted on bringing you back.”

If only I had held on more yesterday.

Daisy shook his head. “No, it’s not your fault. I shouldn’t have drunk so much. My virginity has been taken away by a scum!”

“Yes.”

I didn’t know what to say.

I received Jack’s text that night, “June, what’s wrong with Daisy? She blacklisted me. I can’t reach her.”

“Nonsense.”

I didn’t know what to say to Jack. I couldn’t forgive him for what he did.

Then Jack sent me a lot of text messages. He asked me to defend him but I refused.

After all, I understood daisy.

If it was me, I couldn’t forgive him for what he did.

When I was cooking for Daisy in the evening, my cell phone rang again.

I instinctively thought it was Jack again, so I ignored it. After a while I found out that it was a message sent by an unsaved number.

It said, “7 p.m., Eastwind, surprise. Ward”

When I saw the name, I turned off my cell phone and went on cooking without even thinking about it.

When I was cooking, I remembered that this number was the one that called me the other day but didn't speak.

It seemed Ward noticed me a long time ago.

He might want to threaten Sean with me. It was a pity that he was wrong.

When I had dinner with Daisy, I couldn’t help but look at my watch.

It was seven o’clock.

It was not far from Eastwind here. If I took a taxi, I could get there in ten minutes.

We ate for ten minutes. Daisy watched the TV play and scolded the heroine and the hero.

I made up my mind and put down my chopsticks. “Daisy, I have something to do. You eat first!”

With that, I put on my coat and went out.

About ten minutes later, I arrived at Eastwind.

Sean used to bring me here for dinner. At that time, it was crowded and there were many cars at the door.

I hesitated for a moment and answered the phone.

“Hello, Miss Carter, did you hear it? How do you feel?” Ward’s frivolous voice came out of the cell phone.

I frowned. “President Richards, if you want me to give up, I’ve already given up. You don’t have to work so hard.”

To be honest, I didn’t know why Ward did it.

If he wanted to use me to anger Sean, he was doomed to fail.

But did he want me to give up? What was his purpose?

“Miss Carter, don’t be angry. I just want you to know Sean. He abandoned you yesterday and can be with his ex today. What are you? You may be nothing to him.”

Ward said with a smile.

“I see. President Richards, thank you for telling me.”

I pretended to be calm.

Ward didn’t mind my indifference and continued, “Miss Carter, President Jessop recently booked a lot of places to make Miss Lewis happy, including movies and operas. If you are interested, I can tell you.”

“Sorry, I’m not interested.” I had realized Ward’s purpose and told him, “President Richards, if you want me to hate Sean and do something for you, I don’t think you need to bother. Even if I hate him, I won’t help you.”

“Miss Carter, you’re smart.”

“It’s not that I’m smart, it’s that you’re conceited.”

With that, I hung up.

Less than five minutes later, I received a text from Ward.

It was about the time and place of a movie tomorrow and an opera next week.