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President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 11

Natalia didn't force Shawn back with sarcastic remarks.

He said sternly.

"Well, since you are here, I have something to ask you, where the hell did you go last night?

Why didn’t you answer my calls?"

Natalia's eyes twitched slightly.

Last night Shawn did call her a few times, but she was with Archie and didn't hear it at all.

She did see it this morning, but she didn't want to call back.

After all, whether cared or scolded, it was no longer appropriate considering their relationship.

Thinking about it, she scratched her hair and replied lazily.

"Shawn, do you think you mean a lot to me?"

Shawn froze, "What?"

"Then why do I have to answer your calls?"

Shawn froze for a second, after finally understanding what she meant, he burst into a rage.

“Natalia,

You are so ungrateful!

I'm concerned about you!"

"Oh?

Does Jessica know that you care about me so much?"

The ends of her eyes rose and she looked at him with a smirk.

Shawn's face changed slightly, angry and furious, but he was unable to say a word.

Just then, a clear, sweet voice came from the door.

"Shawn!"

As soon as he turned around, he saw Jessica running out in a lavender long-sleeved dress.

Seeing her, Shawn's face eased a little and walked towards her.

"Why are you out?

You are wearing thin.

It's windy outside."

"I'm fine. I don't feel cold."

Jessica smiled towards him, then her gaze fell on Natalia and took a lurch forward.

Followed by a sweet smile and hurried towards her.

"Sister, why are you still here?

Didn’t you come in your car?

Do you want me to call the driver to pick you up?"

Natalia looked at the tenderness and kindness on her face and mockingly curled her lips, "Don't bother, I'll call a taxi by myself."

Jessica paused for a moment and laughed.

"Sister, stop pushing yourself! It's not easy to call a taxi here, and it's so late. It's not safe for you to go back on your own, just let me call a driver to send you home!"

She said, beckoning a servant to come.

“Ask the driver to come here and take my sister back."

The servant nodded and turned to call someone.

Natalia looked at her like she was already the mistress of the Dawson family, and suddenly felt a little nauseous.

Five years ago, she was a little country girl, and back then there was still no room for she and her mother to speak here. But in just a few years, the situation has changed drastically.

She broke into a snigger and naturally did not give any good looks, saying coldly.

"Jessica, are you unable to understand my words?

When did I promise to let the driver take me home?"

Jessica was stupefied when she looked at her sister's cold pupils, and her entire body shrank, seemingly stunned by her stern words.

"Sister, don't be angry, I'm just concerned about you."

"You care about me?"

Natalia sneered and playfully stepped forward, ''The person who was forcing me with Grandma a second ago is now coming to say she cares about me?

Jessica, after wearing the mask of hypocrisy for a long time, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to take it off?"

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