Arrogant President Dotes on Me

Chapter 15 My Name is...

Andrea Anderson was very sad, and she didn’t know who he was. If they missed this time, they would

never have chance to meet again.

But he said anxiously, "Will you wait for me? I'll come to you when I come back. I like you. I want to be

with you. "

Andrea Anderson was shocked. She didn't know how to answer him, but she felt happy inside her

heart.

She realized she seemed to like him, too.

She took the pen and wrote the most exciting words, "I will."

He was so happy that he raised voice involuntarily.

"Wait for me, I will marry you when I come back. I am a member of the Reed family of the five families.

My name is Eason Reed. What's your name? "

Andrea Anderson wanted to tell him who she was, but her father suddenly came with Cassidy

Anderson and told her that something had happened to her elder brother.

She was hurriedly taken away by her father, and she only had time to write limit words on that paper: Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

my name is…

Over the years, Andrea Anderson had been paying attention to the news of Eason Reed all the time.

Although they didn't meet before, she was still deeply impressed by his appearance.

But surprisingly he seemed to look more handsome in person than in picture.

Andrea Anderson took a sniff and stared at Eason Reed with a cute smile.

"Although it's late, I'd like to introduce myself to you seriously. My name is Andrea Anderson. There

was a time when you and me...in a private hospital five years ago... "

"Why don't you keep running?"

The man's cold voice, mingled with irony and anger, just like a sharp thorn stabbed Andrea Anderson.

Her whole body was stiff, like poured down by a basin of cold water from the top to the bottom of her

feet.

She was so happy to see Eason Reed that she forgot the present situation.

Baron Howard stared straightly at Andrea Anderson. His eyes were dangerous and he walked towards

her step by step with his long legs. The situation around him seemed to be critical.

Andrea Anderson’s face turned pale and she felt panicked. She was afraid that Eason Reed would see

her the most terrible side.

"I, I just have something to deal with. Let's go back and continue to do my hair."

Andrea Anderson wanted to go to the shop, but Baron Howard pulled her to his arms.

This ambiguous posture made Andrea Anderson extremely embarrassed.

She looked at Eason Reed in a panic, because she feared of seeing the expression of contempt and

disappointment in his eyes.

Baron Howard's eyes glittered with sharp light and he looked at Eason Reed in half smile with his eyes

still focusing on Andrea Anderson.

"Mr. Reed, long time no see."

"It's my pleasure to meet Mr. Howard as soon as I return home."

The gentle smile of Eason Reed seemed like he didn’t notice Baron Howard’s hostility.

Baron Howard looked at the Andrea Anderson and pretended that he just asked casually.

"Do you know each other?"

"I don't know!"

Andrea Anderson responded in a hurry. She could feel Baron Howard’s inside anger and didn’t want to

involve Eason Reed.

"I admire Mr. Reed very much. I’ve been always fancying the bridegroom's dress that he designed two

years ago, so I always regard him as an idol."

I looked at Baron Howard and explained, "You know it's my dream to design clothes. I also want to

design works that can reach Mr. Reed’s level one day."

"Your idol!"

Baron Howard read these two words meaningfully, holding the shoulder of Andrea Anderson tightly.

Andrea Anderson felt painful with the cold sweat on his forehead, she clenched her teeth and dared not

speak.

Baron Howard asked slowly, "Why there is only the bridegroom's suit? What about the bride's?"

"This suit is called love. It's a couple's dress designed according to the bride's wedding dress. It's my

only design, and it's also designed for myself."

Eason Reed's eyes showed a very gentle indulgence. "The design draft of the wedding dress is in my

beloved woman's place. I just wait for the day when I marry her and put the dress on for her."

Andrea Anderson almost couldn’t hold her tears.

The wedding dress was the design she had left in his yard. After so many years, he still remembered it.

He didn't forget his promise to come back and marry her.

"So romantic. We'll give our bless when you get married."

Baron Howard chuckled happily and tightened Andrea Anderson in his arms. His action seemed to

declare sovereignty.

Eason Reed smiled, "Thank you."

Andrea Anderson’s face was as white as a paper and her heart was as sore as a needle. If he knew

that she became a mistress of Baron Howard, would he marry her?