President's Contract Wife

Seeing Nina Morrison bowing her head and not talking, Lucien Gray ascertains his guess. Turning his head around, he wrenches Nina Morrison’s chin fiercely. “Bitch, have you forgotten that I am your owner? Your father’s life is in my hands! As long as I say no, no hospital dares to take care of your dad!”

Nina Morrison is shocked. Lucien Gray knows where her weaknesses are. She opens her panicked eyes and begs him for the first time. “Please save my father!”

Her voice is thin and soft with irresistible power.

Lucien Gray finds that he can’t refuse any Nina Morrison’s pleading. With his soft-hearted resentment, he grabs Nina Morrison’s long hair and pulls her face close to him. He opens his mouth coldly, “I can save your father but from today on, you are the humblest maid. Learn how to please me!”

“Yes, president.” Nina Morrison’s voice is husky like thick dust.

at Nina Morrison’s drooping head and stands up. His tall figure with its wintry

looks at Nina Morrison and strides towards the bedroom. Walking to the bedroom door, he turns around and sees Nina Morrison standing still. He says in a

slams the door that Nina Morrison breathes a sigh of relief. She is weak and slightly nauseous. It seems that she is beginning to have

afraid of Lucien Gray now. She doesn’t know why. Seeing his bloodthirsty

a glass of water and drinks it in spite of nausea. There is a strange noise in

a hurry. She still feels uncomfortable and has a terrible headache. But she

mixes rice with glutinous rice and boils a pot of sticky and fragrant miscellaneous rice porridge. She cuts the newly listed into pieces and sprinkles with fine salt. She puts on a little vinegar and makes a refreshing salad dish. She doesn’t know what Lucien

has no appetite for the simple evening meal and wants to vomit when she smells the fried

says softly across the door, “The meal is ready. Come