President's Substitute Wife
Chapter 423 The wedding dress he ordered for me

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."

Marcia's voice was begging.

I wanted to refuse, but her words made me unable to refuse.

I could only say, "OK, if I have time, I will contact you in advance."

"OK, I'll wait for you."

Marcia finished and hung up.

I sighed before I started the car again. I was going to the mountain.

I drove for months. Although I hadn't had any major accidents, it was winter now, and I was not familiar with the road on the mountain. I was afraid I would get lost and be late.

In case the signal on the mountain was bad, Sean would think that I had broken my promise and he would leave angrily. I couldn't explain.

However, it was a smooth journey. It took me about two hours to get to the mountain.

To my surprise, there was a restaurant in that place.

The restaurant was more like a scenic spot.

Half of the restaurant was made of glass. I could see it clearly when I stood outside.

When I went in, there were two waiters in the restaurant. Seeing me, they respectfully shouted, "madam."

I knew Sean had booked here.

It snowed a few days ago on the mountain. It was very cold on the mountain.

The restaurant was warm and had a charcoal fire, but because the glass was too big, it was not very warm.

I looked around and couldn't help wondering. Would we live here at night?

We would freeze to death!

I worried and looked at the two waiters and asked them, "do you live here at night?"

"Yes."

Both waiters nodded.

I rubbed my hands and breathed. White air rose in the air immediately. I couldn't help shivering. "Is your place so cold?"

The waiter immediately shook his head. "No, the rooms are warm. Don't worry."

They seemed to understand what I was asking.

There was only one table in the whole hall. Next to it were the soft sofa and the short bookcase with books inside.

I sat down on the sofa farthest from the glass and sent a message to Sean. I told him I was there and I started reading suspense novels.

The story was very interesting. I finished reading it soon.

When I looked up again, it was almost dark outside the window.

I took a look at my watch. It was six o'clock in the evening.

Hadn't Sean arrived yet?

I stood up and looked out. There was nothing outside but the woods. There were no lights on the road I came from.

"Why hasn't he come..."

I wanted to call Sean, but I was afraid he was driving.

I thought he was coming, so I kept waiting for him.

I waited another hour.

By 7 o'clock, Sean hadn't arrived.

I looked at the two waiters. "Did President Jessop say he would come today?"

The two waiters were confused and shook their heads.

I sat there and thought.

Was Sean intentional?

Did he get angry and retaliate on purpose?

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Soon I heard, "the number you dialed is not in the service area or has been shut down..."

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