President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 411

“No, it’s just that I’ve been too busy lately. It’s taken all my energy to take care of Lester. I can’t take care of another child.” I explained.

It was true.

I didn’t think I needed to hide that I bought the pill.

I didn’t mind Sean knowing about it.

He looked angry. “How many nannies do you need? I can give you a lot of money. If you are pregnant, you have to give birth to him!”

“I just want Lester.”

I lowered my eyes slightly and said.

“I don’t think it’s enough.” Sean came up to me and tried to grab the pills in my hand.

I backed away and he failed.

I looked at Sean in disbelief and said calmly, “President Jessop, do you think we can have children now?”

“Yes.”

He said without hesitation.

I frowned. “Now you’re hiding everything from me, but you want to control me. Do you think it’s fair?”

Actually, I didn’t know what my relationship with Sean was.

We were obviously not lovers.

We were not a couple either.

We had at most one child and nothing else.

Sean looked at me coldly and seemed to be thinking. He didn’t speak for a long time.

After about seven or eight seconds, when I was about to leave, Sean suddenly said, “yes, you are right.”

I thought something was wrong with my ears.

His voice was a little hoarse and a little sad.

I stood there and didn’t speak. Sean continued, “I really shouldn’t force you to get pregnant. We are not really fit to have children now.”

“I...”

His attitude changed so fast that I didn’t know what to say.

He said, “I’m sorry.”

With that, he turned around and left.

I stood and watched him walk into the night. I felt very reluctant!

“Wait!”

I was reluctant!

I caught up with Sean and held his hand. After he stopped, I hugged him from behind. “What’s the matter with you? Do you want to go or stay? If you want to go, don’t hesitate. Never enter my life again! If you want to stay, never leave me!”

I wanted him to stay.

But I couldn’t say.

Our relationship had changed.

It seemed to be back to the origin.

He stood there for a long time. He patted my hand and turned his back on me and said, “I have to go.”

“...”

His words made me cry.

I wiped my tears with his coat and said, “don’t give me hope or act like you’re being forced. In fact, you want to get rid of me! Hurry up. Don’t bother me again!”

With that, I turned and ran back.

I went home and looked at the pill and took it angrily.

Then I seemed to regret it.

If I were pregnant, would Sean not leave?

“Compensation for breaking up?” I smiled bitterly and put the card in the drawer at the head of the bed.

I could make money now. How could I use his money?

After that day, Sean and I never met again.

The resort we designed for Well Group, Pass Through, was officially completed. The media’s reports aroused strong repercussions.

At the same time, it won international awards.

The influence of our studio had increased a lot because of the resort.

Linda and I became the hottest designers in the industry. We had more and more customers and I was busy.

I gave Philip the key to my house.

A few months later, I trusted Philip very much. I even treated him as a family to some extent.

I got my driver’s license.

Although Linda insisted that I buy a car with high practicability, I bought a Mini. It was a feeling.

I used to have no money when I was at school. I saw Mini in the street and liked it very much.

I thought I must buy one if I had money.

I had money now and could buy a better one, but I was still willing to buy it.

After buying it, Linda took me to paint the car and spray a big swallowtail butterfly icon on the door.

Of course, so was her car.

Because we had more and more projects, we couldn’t finish them. We could only pick some. In a series of projects, Linda and I selected a large garden community project at the same time.

Although few people bought houses now, we both chose this project.

Another reason was that Tyloo Home was also involved in this project.

Tyloo High-end Interior Design Competition was, to some extent, a turning point in my life and Linda’s.