Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 266

　　Lorenzo came out of the media room late at night, and the special assistant followed him with a pile of papers in his arms, continuing to report on his work as he walked. He had just pushed the door of the president's office open and stopped the special assistant's reporting at the first opportunity.

　　"Huh?"

　　The special assistant did not react, surprised to speak, after a few seconds, he followed the gap to the president's room to look, only to find a large sofa lying on a woman, holding a financial magazine in his hands, tilted head leaning on the back of the sofa, should be asleep.

　　The special assistant to the president of the Swiss branch, who did not know that the president had gotten married, froze in place on the spot and prayed for himself in his heart that he would not die too quickly.

　　"Just tell Mr. Fletcher that the person who came to see him is his most important partner, and I'll wait for him here."

　　At first, the special assistant did not believe it, until the woman took out a private exclusive card of the president from her bag, the special assistant suddenly realized, did not dare to be slow to invite her to the door of the president's room, told her that the president was in a meeting, told her to wait in place, because he still had things to report, hurriedly turned around and left.

　　I didn't expect this woman to be so bold that she didn't enter the president's permission, entered the president's room in a dignified manner, and also took the books on the shelf privately, and what's more, she fell asleep on the sofa.

　　Big Sister ......

　　I have no past grievances with you, you have to kill me?

　　"President, I ......"

　　The special assistant spoke up anxiously to explain.

　　"Give me the papers in your hand, and you go home and rest."

　　Lorenzo's voice was so low that he was afraid of waking up the people sleeping on the couch.

　　"......"

　　And that's it?

　　Not scolded?

　　The assistant was a bit confused, and did not dare to ask more questions, nodded respectfully, handed a pile of documents in his arms to Lorenzo, and turned to leave.

　　The president's room is quite well soundproofed, and all the light in the room comes from the neon lights of the night scene outside the window. The light source falls gently on the woman's fair cheeks, and there is actually some meaning of the quietness of the years.

　　It's Jessica.

　　She leaned back quietly on the sofa, Lorenzo lightly walked to the desk, first put the pile of papers in his arms gently on the desk, and then walked to Jessica's side and just stood quietly watching her appearance.

　　The temperature of the group's central air conditioning is low, Lorenzo raised his hand, his bony fingers gently fell on her delicate cheeks, there is a slight censure cool, Lorenzo's heart suddenly seized pain under.

　　He was reluctant to explore the reasons why.

　　"Lorenzo ......"

　　Jessica slept restlessly and seemed to be dreaming, her brow furrowed as she murmured out.

　　Lorenzo suddenly got a little choked up, his big hand trembled slightly, his heart bitter.

　　Lorenzo bent down, his handsome face pressed against hers, and could feel Jessica's slightly restless breathing.

　　Light and shadows change, and the night becomes more intense.