President's Substitute Wife Chapter 481 Do you really worry about marrying me?

I didn’t know how long it took. I felt the car stop and he carried me into the house.

There was a little light in front of my dark eyes. I opened my eyes a little bit and looked around and
realized that I was home.

I was at our house.

I was carried upstairs by Ming.

I was lying in a big soft bed and panicked. What would happen later?

In case he really wanted to...

Then I couldn’t refuse.

After all, I would marry him tomorrow.

I just lay there and heard him go into the bathroom in the bedroom and come out.

I heard his footsteps from far to near. He came to me and sat on the bed.

When I was waiting for him to do something, I felt the ring finger of my left hand sink.

Something cold and steamy was there.

The ring.

The ring was put on again.

At the moment when the ring was put on, it seemed like a poisonous needle had penetrated into my
heart. It didn’t seem to hurt me, but the poison in it couldn’t be separated.



I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling and said, “Ming, I don’t want to marry you.”

He didn’t speak. After a while, he said, “you’re drunk.”

“I’m not drunk!” I suddenly sat up from the bed and looked at Ming in front of me. My heart was full of
pain and I said to him, “I’ve never been as clear as I am now. I really don’t want to marry you.”

When I said that, maybe alcohol worked. I didn’t cry all night, but now I cried!

I felt my eyes wet. I grabbed Ming by instinct and murmured, “I don’t want to marry you. Please let me
go, please.”

When I was talking, I reached out to take off the ring on my left hand. He raised his hand and stopped
me.

I didn’t care, “I don’t want to wear it. I don’t want to marry you. I really don’t want to marry you.”

I cried as I said it.

Maybe I was really drunk at that time.

I didn’t remember Ming’s reaction at all.

I just remembered kneeling on my bed and crying over and over again, “I don’t want to marry you. I
really don’t want to.”

I didn’t remember what happened later.

I may be tired of crying.

I fell asleep.



When I woke up, it was already bright outside.

I looked at the ceiling above me and touched my clothes, which had been changed into pajamas.

My eyes seemed to be swollen because I cried too much last night.

I sat up and thought about it carefully before I could think about last night.

I went to the bar and had a drink. Ming took me back. I seemed to say to him that I didn’t want to marry
him.

I looked around and didn’t see Ming.

I was a little nervous about what I did last night. I did that last night. Would Ming be angry?

After all, before that, I didn’t seem to express it so clearly.

I couldn’t find my old clothes. I opened the closet and saw a lot of new clothes. I washed my face and
combed my hair and took out a dress casually.

The dresser in the room was full of cosmetics. Although there was no packing box, they were new at a
glance.

I sat in front of the dresser and thought I would register with Ming today.

After today, I was his Mrs. Jessop.

I was depressed. I wanted to take root in this room and never go out.

But I knew better that this was impossible.



There was a small box on the table. There were more than ten lipsticks in it. I opened two of them and
chose a more everyday color.

Maybe I was reluctant.

I picked up my cell phone and called Sean again.

The result was the same.

His cell phone was off.

I looked at the phone screen and smiled bitterly, “Sean, I’m going to marry another man, but you shut
down. Do you really love me?”

I put my phone away and put the lipstick back where it was.

I went to the door and took a deep breath and opened it.

I was just coming out of the room and going downstairs when I heard Ming calling downstairs.

His voice was cold, “I see. I’ll tell you.”

With that, he said, “since you want to lose face, why should I stop you?”

His voice was very cold and his attitude was totally different from his usual attitude towards me.

Who was he calling?

I didn’t know.

I went down as if nothing had happened. Ming heard me coming downstairs and said to the person on
the other side of the phone, “I’m going to hang up.”



Then he just hung up and left the phone.

“Who are you calling?” I asked him.

Since we were getting married today, I could ask him.

Ming’s expression didn’t change. He just said, “Cindy.”

Although he was good at deception, I could feel that he didn’t cheat me. He sounded like he was calling
Cindy.

I nodded.

Then the servant served breakfast downstairs.

I sat at the table and rubbed my temples.

The hangover made my head ache.

I had breakfast and stared at Ming, who was reading the newspaper, and asked, “when are we going to
the Civil Affairs Bureau?”

I couldn’t escape, so I might as well ask him.

Ming looked at me and was silent for a moment and said, “it’s cancelled.”

“What?” I froze and rose quickly from my seat. I looked nervously at Ming. “What do you mean? I
promised you to marry you. You don’t want to save Lester, do you?”

My first thought was Lester.

He had a fever now.



If he was not treated, he may...

I dared not think about it.

Ming was different from me. He was calm. He put down his newspaper and took something out of his
pocket.

I had a closer look. It was the diamond ring.

He raised the ring and said, “you threw what I gave you into the glass. You don’t cherish it. Why are
you marrying me?”

His voice was the same as usual, but I felt a trace of indifference.

Was he angry?

If it was me, I would be angry.

The ring that he spent a lot of money to buy and carefully selected was thrown into the glass by me.
Everyone would get angry.

I hurriedly walked over and sat beside him and explained nervously, “no, yesterday the bartender didn’t
sell me wine because of my identity, so... I was drunk.” I said solemnly, “I’m sorry.”

Ming looked at me. His clear eyes were mocking. He said, “you used alcohol to anesthetize yourself?
Do you really worry about marrying me?”

His tone made me more sure that he regretted!

This was a critical moment for Lester. His life was in danger. He couldn’t afford to delay.

In my opinion, Ming was testing me!



He was killing my dignity.


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