My Extraordinary Wife Chapter 1100

Chapter 1100Chapter 1100 The President
Ashlyn and Lucas hastily exchanged glances.
Earlier, when the old lady claimed that her son was the president, everyone thought she was spouting
nonsense.
Now, however, the truth had been laid bare before their eyes.
Wow. It looks like she wasn't lying. This man does seem to be the real deal... He's the president!
“I don't care. You'd better get married right away,” the old lady retorted before pointing at Ashlyn. “I
think she'd be a good choice. She's beautiful, kind-hearted, and treats me well! I want her to be my
daughter-in-law.”
Ashlyn didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but before she could say anything, she felt a large hand
pulling her into an embrace.
“Ma'am, she's my wife...” Lucas uttered, a tinge of nervousness in his voice. “Therefore, she can't
marry the president. Please don't try to play matchmaker!”
When the president finally noticed the young couple in the ward, he was instantly bowled over by their
looks.
What a match made in heaven! That woman's beautiful beyond measure, and the man's extraordinarily
handsome. Hmm... I did receive news that it was a man and woman who sent Mom to the hospital...
The president scrutinized the young couple before him and raised his thick brows.Th€ connection to th€ §ource of thïš dat@ r€§t$ in n0v3lebookHe knew not everyone could remain calm and composed under his intimidating gaze, so he couldn't
help but look at Lucas and Ashlyn with newfound respect.
My face appears on television almost every day, so I'm sure they know who I am. Even then, they're
still so poised and collected. I had assumed my mother's savior would demand a king's ransom or
something ridiculous upon discovering my identity...
Meanwhile, Ashlyn silently observed the president, and there was undoubtedly a domineering air
around him.
Lucas curled his lips into a polite smile. “Mr. President, it seems like your mother is very lonely. As you
know, elderly people like her need companionship, so please don't neglect her mental health despite
your busy schedule...”
Upon hearing that, the president almost burst into laughter. Ha! Are they trying to advise me? “You
know I'm the president, yet you still dare speak to me in that tone?”
“We haven't broken any laws, so why can't we talk to you like this?” Ashlyn said evenly.
“Young people these days sure are brave,” the president remarked. “Tell me, then. How would you like
me to express my gratitude?”
Half an hour later, Lucas and Ashlyn exited the ward, with the latter sighing deeply.
“Let's go, Honey,” Lucas said as he looped an arm around her waist.
Just then, Ashlyn's phone rang.
After pulling out her phone and checking the caller ID, she answered it. “Hey, Lottie.”“Ashlyn...” Charlotte muttered, though somewhat hesitantly. “Joseph and I have arrived in
Jadeborough, and we heard you and Mr. Nolan are also here. We're planning to visit Dad. Would you
two like to join us?”
“Sure. Where are you guys? We'll go find you,” Ashlyn said gently. For some reason, she always made
it a point to soften her tone whenever she spoke with Charlotte.
After getting the address from Charlotte, Ashlyn turned to Lucas. “Let's go. Joseph and Charlotte are in
town.”
The man nodded. “Okay. Let's prepare some gifts for Mr. Field. After all, life in there probably isn't too
pleasant...”
Meanwhile, the president stepped into his office looking utterly frazzled.
As it turned out, Nelson had already been sitting in the President's office for quite some time. Despite
the elderly man's frail health, he had insisted on waiting for the president once he left the hospital.
The president promptly settled into his chair and gazed at the pale, haggard old man. Try as he might,
he couldn't understand what could be so important and urgent for someone nearing his seventies.
He had seen Nelson earlier, but before he could inquire about the purpose of the latter's visit, he
received a call from the security guard about his mother being in the hospital.
As such, the president excused himself in a hurry, only to receive a call later saying that if he didn't
return, the old man wouldn't leave.
Left with no other choice, he comforted his mother and hurried back to his office.Oh, my goodness. What's with the old folks around me? I can't believe they're still behaving like
naughty, rebellious kids at their age... Can't they give me a break and stop worrying me?