President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 502

Ruoshui?

Linda and I got it right away.

Before we could talk, he said, “I asked the developers. They left you two houses, so I wanted to be a neighbor with you, but the other house has been reserved, so we bought the next one.”

When he finished, the waiter had brought the wine and poured two more glasses.

“If we move in, we’ll be neighbors.” Linda got it.

Jack nodded and waved and said to us, “I have to go. I’ll invite you to dinner tomorrow!”

With that, he and Daisy left.

They went out. I saw Lester holding Summer’s small hand and approaching her and kissing her face.

Summer, who had already recovered, blushed again.

Then I heard Lester say, “it’s OK. I will be responsible for you.”

“...”

The box was not big, so everyone in the room saw it.

I was speechless. I looked at Linda and wanted to apologize, but Linda took the glass and clinked it with me and said, “cheers.”

I was stunned for a moment, but soon I cheered her, “OK.”

Linda shook her glass and asked me, “if I drink it, is this marriage settled?”

“Free love.” Scott said.

I took a look at Sean. “Do you agree?”

He laughed and said, “my wife have the final say. I listen to my wife.”

Linda immediately turned around and said to Scott, “look, he’s a boss but he listens to his wife. You have to learn from him.”

“Yes, you have the final say.”

Scott picked up his wine and drank it up.

Linda drank, too.

When I was carrying wine and wanted to drink it, I suddenly felt sick in my stomach.

I immediately put my mouth on the glass and rushed into the bathroom in the box!

When I got in, I took the glass away, but I didn’t spit out anything.

This feeling was too familiar!

Was I...

When I guessed what might happen, the bathroom door opened, and I looked back in surprise. Sean came in.

He locked the door. He looked calm, but his eyes were full of joy. He asked me, “is Lester going to be a brother?”

I blushed. “Maybe...”

I was not sure.

After all, if I had gastritis, I may have nausea.

“No.” Sean walked in on crutches and approached me. “I have a hunch Lester is going to be a brother.”

He leaned forward and kissed my lips and asked, “pregnant women suffer. You will suffer for ten months. I will be sterilized after the baby is born.”

“Ah? You don’t have to...”

“It’s OK.” He put his arms around my waist. “After all, you are my fatal temptation. I’m afraid sometimes I can’t control myself and don’t use contraception...”

“It’s OK. I can take the contraceptive. There are no side effects in the long-term oral contraceptive.”

He kissed me suddenly.

He looked at me seriously and said, “No. I heard that birth control pills are harmful. I don’t want you to take it.”

“All right.”