President's Substitute Wife Chapter 200 You don’t want to give me a smile!

Amanda was beautiful. Her make-up showed that her features were very three-dimensional.

I couldn’t help feeling inferior in front of her.

I subconsciously covered my face with my hands and shook my head.

Amanda smiled. “I’m President Jessop’s new secretary, Amanda.” She reached out her hand to me and
said politely, “Hello, Mrs. Jessop.”

Amanda’s voice was a little shaky.

I shook her hand with one hand and kept the other hand in my face.

Amanda had her hands around her chest. She said coldly, “I don’t know why President Jessop likes
you. You’re just an ugly woman.”

Although what happened yesterday made me feel inferior, I didn’t flinch in the face of Amanda’s
provocation. I leaned against the sofa and put my hand down. I said lightly, “you are so beautiful and
have a good figure. What’s the use? Does he take you seriously?”

With that, I squinted at Amanda.

Her face was slightly deformed. “I’m just a secretary. I don’t have any extra ideas about President
Jessop, and I dare not hope I have such a good life.”

“Good.”

Then my cell phone in my bag rang.

I took it out and saw the sponsor’s message, “how’s your face?”



I thought last time the sponsor saved me but I didn’t thank him. I was a little embarrassed and replied
to the text quickly. I told him about my recent situation and thanked him at the end.

When I finished texting, I saw Amanda still watching me.

She seemed to be reading my message. I was a little unhappy. “Can a secretary sit here while the
president is away?”

“I can enter President Jessop’s office at will.” Amanda smiled but she didn’t dare to stay here. She
shrugged and stood up. “Mrs. Jessop, I don’t think you’ll sit here too long.”

“Oh.”

I said lightly.

I was not going to sit here too long either.

Sean and this identity were contradictory to me. But so many things happened so I just wanted to
escape.

About half an hour later, Sean was back.

He looked cold when the door opened, but the moment he saw me, he smiled and said, “let’s go
home.”

“OK.”

I nodded.

I got up and left with him.

When we passed Amanda, I saw her looking unhappy. She stared at me as if to devour me alive!



Sean and I went back to the car and I hesitated, “Amanda...”

“Are you jealous?”

Sean fastened my seat belt. There was gentleness in his eyes.

Jealous?

I had an inexplicable sense of trust in Sean. I was sure Sean wouldn’t be interested in this kind of
woman.

I looked cold. He shook his head helplessly and kissed me on the forehead. “She’s a spy from my
opponent.”

“Huh? Spy?”

I looked at Sean in surprise. You knew she was a spy, but you were calm.

“Yes, I am surprised. To beat me, he gave me his secretary.” Sean said as he started the car.

He looked very calm.

I looked at him and didn’t want to say anything. He looked at me. “I can’t fire her, but I promise I’m not
interested in her.”

He had a nice curve at the corner of his mouth when he spoke.

In the dim light of the underground parking lot, I watched him and my heart beat faster.

The car left the parking lot but didn’t go in the direction of York No.1. I was surprised. “Where are we
going?”



“Elsewhere.”

Sean said softly.

I knew it was no use asking again.

In the car, I still didn’t understand, “why do you arrange her around? It’s dangerous.”

Sean drove and stared at me, “don’t worry. I’ll see her off in a few days. I’ll watch her these days.”

I couldn’t say more.

The car drove to the gate of a community. This was a villa area. I could see the single villas in the
community.

Sean stopped at the gate and said, “we’ll live here later.”

“We?”

Instead of answering me, he drove straight ahead. After a while I saw a commercial street. I saw him
stop at the door of a cosmetic hospital.

Sean took me in and a doctor in a white coat greeted me. He said directly, “is this Mrs. Jessop? Come
with me.”

Mrs. Jessop.

The name was strange and familiar.

I followed the doctor in and took off my mask. The doctor carried out a thorough examination of the
injury to my face.



Finally, he took a series of results and told Sean and I in the lounge, “this wound is caused by
hydrochloric acid. It’s not a big problem, but if you want to fully recover, you have to have multiple
operations, and the recovery cycle is at least one year. I’m afraid you can’t go out this year.”

“OK.”

Sean agreed for me.

Sean expected to keep me in one place.

I had to heal the wound on my face, but I didn’t want to be in Sean’s cell for a year.

If he imprisoned me for a year, when I went out, I would become a waster again just like when I was out
of prison.

I looked at the doctor in embarrassment, “I’m sorry. I need to think about it again.”

“Why?” Sean looked at me coldly. He seemed to have seen through my insides.

I stood up under his gaze and explained, “after all, it’s a year. I need to think about it.”

Then I went out.

Sean followed me.

As soon as I went out, he said, “you don’t want to be with me so you don’t want to have surgery, do
you?”

“Yes.”

I didn’t deny it.



Then he sneered, “June, am I not good to you? I hurt you before, but later I knew I was wrong. I’ve
been making up for you. And you?”

“And me?” I turned to Sean.

His black eyes were full of sadness, “you are sad for Daniell after his death. You and Ming lived abroad
for two weeks and got along well. Only me!” He paused and sneered, “now I try my best to please you,
but you don’t want to give me a smile!”


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