President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 423

I really didn’t have any talent for playing games.

I could only say, “why don’t we play something else?”

“Forget it. I want to play by myself. You’re not as good as Grandpa Moore!” Lester’s tone was extremely upset.

My self-esteem was hit.

I didn’t think was bad, but when I played games, my fingers didn’t listen to me.

I secretly decided that I had to play more games.

Two weeks after Sean’s birthday, I finally received his message again.

He didn’t send me an address this time, but sent me a location.

When I opened that location, I was confused.

It was the top of a mountain on the outskirts of York.

Was there a restaurant here?

I looked at the position and replied to Sean, “are you sure?”

“Yes, I’ll pick you up tomorrow afternoon. Are you going from the studio or from home?”

He asked me.

I could drive and something happened before, so I just wanted to drive by myself.

In case of any conflict between me and him, I couldn’t leave the mountain and could only be subject to him.

I didn’t want to!

So I told Sean I was going to drive myself.

He didn’t agree at first, but I insisted, so he had to agree.

Fortunately, the day he chose was not a weekend.

Because the location was on the mountain, I guessed we would spend the night there. I didn’t go to the studio that day but stayed at home to pack my bags.

I put my luggage in the car and set out at noon.

As soon as I started the car, my cell phone rang. I saw the name on the screen was Marcia.

When I saw the name, I was stunned.

I had nothing to do with her for a long time.

Why did she contact me at this time?

Was it related to Ming?

I hesitated for a moment, but I picked up the phone.

“Becky?”

I heard Marcia’s voice and it didn’t change much.

I was quiet for a second before I said, “well, it’s me.”

“I’m Marcia.” Marcia probably thought I didn’t save her number. She introduced herself and said, “last year you ordered a wedding dress here. I have finished it. When will you be free? You can try it.”

“Wedding dress?”

I was stunned when Marcia said it.

I remembered the wedding dress Ming ordered in her store last year.

It was really ironic.

In this year, Ming and I became strangers from unmarried couples.

And all my previous sufferings were due to him.

Thinking of this, I added, “I’m sorry. I won’t marry him, so I don’t want the wedding dress.”

“All right.” Hearing my answer, Marcia’s voice was obviously upset, but soon she said, “I spent a long time on this wedding dress. It’s the most delicate wedding dress I’ve made in recent years, and it’s made according to your size. If you don’t wear it, you can take it home for collection.”

“No, I...”

“It’s the wedding dress I made for you, not for Ming bride. Don’t get me wrong.”

Marcia seemed to have understood my concerns.

“No, I’m sorry.” I took home the wedding dress Ming had ordered for me? It sounded strange.

“Why don’t you try it when you have time? It took me a year from design to production. You don’t even wear it. My time will be wasted. You just need to try it.”