President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 249

I was not a girl who was just in love.

I had forgotten Sean.

But when I looked at him, I couldn’t help but panic.

Sean’s car was advanced and sound proof. In the quiet car, I could hear my heart beating!

He looked at me and I got more and more flustered. My face was getting red.

I heard the sound of the seat belt when I thought he was going to kiss me.

He sat back and there was a smile in his eyes. He asked me, “are you a little disappointed? Did you think I’ll kiss you?”

“President Jessop, please don’t joke.”

I looked out of the car and hid my heartbeat.

Even after five years, I could still easily be teased by him.

I looked down on myself.

I kept thinking and didn’t notice where the car was going.

When the car stopped, I found it was a villa area.

When I looked at the familiar building in front of me, I was stunned!

It was actually the wedding room of Sean and I.

No, it was Sean and Molly’s wedding room, to be exact.

“Excuse me, President Jessop. What do you mean?” I was anxious but I still pretended to be confused, “do you want me to live in your house?"

“Do you want to live in my house?”

Sean had taken my luggage off the car when he spoke.

His expression was very strange.

I hurried to take my suitcase. “I’m sorry, President Jessop. I can stay in a hotel.”

With that, I took my suitcase and wanted to go out.

In order to pretend that I was not familiar with this place, I purposely went to the opposite direction of the gate.

Sean looked at me behind me and didn’t stop me.

I didn’t look back. I knew I was going the wrong way, but I didn’t want to go back.

At last I heard the sound of his shoes.

He came up and grabbed my suitcase. He whispered, “you’ve gone wrong. It’s not an exit.”

“Really?” I looked back and didn’t trust him.

When I looked up at his expression, he looked very disappointed.

What was he disappointed with?

Did I go the wrong way and prove that I wasn’t the one he wanted?

But it was none of my business.

Sean took my suitcase and walked to the side of the car. He was silent for a moment and said, “well, I’ll take you to the hotel.”

With that, he put my suitcase in the trunk of the car again.

I sat in the copilot’s seat and he didn’t fasten my seat belt anymore.

He sent me to an advanced hotel near the York Architecture and Landscape Design Institute.

He booked a room for me and left.

He didn’t talk to me all the way.

His back was very lonely.

I was sad and had an urge to stop him.

But I repressed the impulse in my heart.

I knew we couldn’t go back.

I’d better make him think I was not me.

The next day, I went to the construction site to measure.

Sean still gave me a car and a driver.