President's Substitute Wife

Chapter 480 The wives of both of them are Mrs. Jessop

The bartender quickly mixed the wine. Soon he brought a glass of wine to me again.

I took a close look. There didn’t seem to be much difference between this drink and the one just now. It had more bubbles and a slice of lemon.

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I tasted a little first.

Sure enough, it had a lot of flavor and I even felt it was sweet.

I sat there and drank.

Maybe after this kind of wine was adjusted, it became more acceptable and I drank it more smoothly.

When I had a few drinks, the bartender brought a fruit plate. I thanked him and ate fruit.

When I ate, a man sat next to me and said to the bartender, “Encounter, please.”

The bartender didn’t speak and turned to mix the wine.

Soon a glass of wine was put on the bar. The man pushed the wine in front of me and said, “beauty, this wine is for you to celebrate our encounter.”

Maybe I drank too fast. I felt a little sleepy.

I heard him and opened my eyes slightly and looked up at him.

The man wore a black shirt and no tie. Several buttons on his collar were unbuttoned and he was wearing pants of the same color.

His hair was waxed and his eyebrows were thick. He looked at me vaguely.

He was dressed in a shirt and trousers and deliberately dressed up, but I could see at a glance that he was at most twenty-five years old.

I ignored him and continued to drink.

He didn’t seem to be frustrated at all. He approached me. “I like arrogant women.”

“Ha.” I sneered and took my left hand off the bar. I picked up the metal fork on the plate and ate a piece of Pitaya.

My left hand was wearing the diamond ring Ming gave me.

It was big and dazzling.

He saw it at a glance.

Not only did he see it, but also the bartender.

He frowned slightly. “Are you suggesting that you are married?” He was close to me and seemed to be looking at my ring carefully. He said jokingly, “do you want to cheat? Your ring is too big. Do you know how much a diamond of this size costs?”

Ha-ha.

Sure enough, this big diamond was so big that others didn’t believe it to be true.

“Then take a good look.”

As I said that, I put my hand in front of him.

He looked down and looked at it carefully for a moment.

He became obviously flustered.

After a while he waved and called another man over.

I tilted my head and looked at both of them.

The new man looked at the ring and then me and then the ring.

He pulled the man next to me out of the chair with one hand and flattered me, “I’m sorry. I didn’t expect you are Mrs. Jessop.”

“Ha ha, get out if you know it.”

I sneered.

“Yes.”

After that, the man took the man next to me and ran away.

Mrs. Jessop.

The name was pleasant but ironic.

The saddest thing was that the man I wanted to marry had the same surname as the man I really had to marry.

Sean’s wife was Mrs. Jessop.

Ming’s wife was Mrs. Jessop, too.

Tomorrow I was going to be Ming’s wife. I couldn’t be Sean’s wife in my life.

My heart ached at the thought of it.

I finished drinking and said to the bartender, “I don’t want this. I want the first one with ice.”

The bartender looked at me in silence and did not move.

I looked up and said, “what’s the matter? Are you afraid I won’t pay?”

I took out my cell phone and said, “how much is it? I’ll pay you now.”

“Madam, I know you are famous. If you get drunk and have an accident here, our bar can’t bear the responsibility.”

The bartender said respectfully.

He was afraid of it.

I sneered and took off the ring from my hand and threw it into the glass. Then I raised my hand and said, “look, I’m not wearing the ring. I’m not Mrs. Jessop right now. Bring me the wine.”

The ring lay quietly on the ice in the glass.

I looked at it and felt sad.

If only I wasn’t Mrs. Jessop.

The bartender sighed and offered me another drink.

To prevent me from getting drunk, I paid three thousand dollars for drinking.

Then I looked up and asked the bartender, “is that enough? I can pay more.”

The bartender looked at my payment and nodded.

He meant it was enough.

I didn’t know how much I drank. I was awake at first. Then I suddenly became confused.

I began to lose consciousness.

I lay on the table in a daze. I felt like a person came up and seemed to pick up the ring I had put in the glass.

The ring.

That ring couldn’t be lost. It was priceless!

I woke up a lot at that moment. When I looked up and wanted to take the ring, I caught a man’s palm.

I recognized his face.

“Ming.” I called out his name.

Ming nodded. “You’re drunk. I’ll take you home.”

I was drunk?

It seemed so.

My stomach didn’t feel well.

Ming took me to the car. I watched him start the car. I grabbed his arm and said, “I don’t want to go home.”

“You don’t want to go home?” He raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Yes.” I nodded. “They will worry about me. Call my master for me.”

If I went back drunk, everyone would worry about me.

After all, I didn’t usuall drink.

Ming nodded. I sat in the passenger seat and listened to him call Murray.

He hung up and handed me the cell phone. He started the car and asked me, “can we go to our house?”

Our house?

Oh, I knew where it was.

I nodded.

Well.

I was going to be his wife anyway. It would be our house later.

I couldn’t escape.

I was in the passenger seat. It was a bit hot in the car, so I sat for a while and got sleepy. I fell asleep in a daze.

But maybe it was because I was in Ming’s car and we were going back to our house. I was not sleeping.