President's Contract Wife

Nina Morrison has washed slowly and tries to delay time in a large bathroom. Looking at the black underwear that is made up by only a few ropes on the bathroom bench, she feels uncomfortable.

Lucien Gray, you big psycho, pig! Nina Morrison curses in her heart.

The bathroom window is large. There is a manicured lawn outside. If she climbs the window to escape, she would no longer have to endure Lucien Gray!

The thought of running through the window stays in Nina's head. But can she?

According to the doctor, the full physical examination has been done for her dad. If the operation is successful and the later period also recovered well, he is completely able to recover. How could she give up the chance to cure her father?

It is just being a mistress for three years. She can take it! She can do anything for her beloved father!

Forget it. Since she can’t choose, then face it! She can endure the fatigue of four jobs, the scolding and abuse of others, just as well as Lucien Gray!

Nina, come on!

She dries the drops with a soft bath towel. Going to the bathroom bench, her fingers stretches toward

outside, “Nina Morrison, do you need an hour to take a bath?

up and tries to pull the

Come out!” Lucien

Nina Morrison gets up and

are trembling, reach toward the

blazing. He walks into Nina and gently lifts her

eyes. Her long lashes flutter and cast a fan-shaped

leans over her. His hot lips burning with the heat of fire

breath. Jesus! He

next day. The soft morning light comes through the window and the room remains the lingering