President's Contract Wife novel Chapter 238

For two days, Lucien Gray doesn’t contact Nina Morrison.

Nina Morrison really wants to see Nelson at the hospital and spend time with him. She also wants to ask Lucien Gray about the result of paternity test. But thinking what happened in the ward that day, she doesn’t have the courage to contact him.

She is annoyed until afternoon. The phone which has been silent for a long time finally rings up.

Lucien Gray is calling? Is it about the result of the paternity test? Nina Morrison jumps up from the couch. She answers the phone without looking at it, “Hello?”

Her voice is filled with expectancy and nervousness.

“Nina, I’m going back to Albany. You are welcome to Albany if you have time.” Troy Roger’s soft and tender voice comes out from the phone, with a hint of affection.

Nina Morrison doesn’t get it at all. She bites her lips and says with disappointment, “Okay. Troy, farewell.”

Before she finishes saying goodbye, another call appears on her phone screen. Nina Morrison looks up. It’s Lucien Gray.

She explains to Troy Roger in a hurry, “Troy, I have an important call coming in. Shall we talk later?”

Troy Roger reacts quickly, “All right. Answer that call. We’ll talk later.”

“Hello?” Nina Morrison’s voice is hoarse because of tension.

“Are you at home? I’m in the cafe near your home. Come out. I have something to tell you.” Lucien Gray sound light without any emotion.

Nina Morrison can’t wait, “Is it about the paternity test? Can you tell me the result first?”

Why would he keep her guessing? Besides, she doesn’t want to see him now.

“Talk when we meet.” Lucien Gray drops a sentence and hangs up.

Nina Morrison is angry. She has no choice but to change her clothes and go out.

Arriving at the cafe, Lucien Gray is wearing a casual dark blue T-shirt and jeans. He sits by the window. But what happened? Next to him is Jasmine Harris?

Nina Morrison feels confused. She walks to them as calmly as possible.

This time Jasmine Harris completely tears off her pretense of grace and modesty. She doesn’t say hi to Nina Morrison. Her beautiful big eyes sweep her up and down with chill, then she turns away to look at the street scene.

“What is it?” Asks Nina Morrison. She sees Jasmine Harris’s tiny hand resting on Lucien Gray’s arm. They anger rolls over in her heart. She sits on the seat unceremoniously.