Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

Chapter 114 Making Up

"Mom, Amy went home with Richard. How could that bitch still believe him? Isn't she supposed to hate

him?" Allison said to Tracy as she lay on the sofa, eating some fruit.

"How can I know that the bitch just forgave Richard so easily? But don't worry. I will think of another

way for you. Richard is yours, and no one else can get him," Tracy promised as she helped Allison peel

fruit. She was making a new plan.

"But now since they are together, what should I do? I get angry whenever I see them together." Allison

fiercely stuffed the fruit into her mouth. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

She chewed it as hard as she could, as if she were biting Amy.

"Allison, you should act generous at this moment. Bless them. You should stop going again Amy now.

You have many more opportunities in the future. But your priority is to make Richard believe that you

are a gentle and virtuous woman. Wait for the right time patiently and then we shall carry out our plan

again," Tracy told Allison.

Allison thought for a moment and realized that she had no other choice but to follow her mother’s

advice.

*****

"Amy, why aren't you sleeping?" Richard asked when he saw she was still reading something under the

lamp.

Hearing his voice, she hurriedly covered the documents in her hands.

"Richard, you're back. Are you tired? I'll go run a bath for you." Amy put away the materials. At present,

she did not want him to know that she had found a job as a translator.

"No need. I'll do it myself. Amy, you've been resting for so long. Why don't you go back to work

tomorrow?" Richard felt a sense of loss when he couldn't see her in the company.

"Alright." Amy agreed. She also wanted to be with Richard. She could do the translation at night.

Hearing that she agreed to it, Richard happily whistled.

As Richard entered the bathroom, Amy hid the materials quickly. She had almost finished all the

translation work and she could go and hand in the translation the day after tomorrow.

After the bath, Richard came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His muscular

body looked especially sexy under the light.

Amy glanced at him and could no longer retract her gaze. She involuntarily swallowed.

Richard walked to her and took her in his arms.

"Amy, you're wonderful." Richard kissed Amy's hair. He liked to smell her fragrance.

Amy wrapped his waist with her hands and pressed her face against his chest.

"Richard." Her soft voice was fascinating. He could no longer resist the temptation and carried her up

and walked towards the bed.

*****

"Amy, you've finally come back to work. We missed you." Hannah and Hilary stood at the door of the

President Office early in the morning, welcoming Amy.

Amy came to work in Richard's car today. He said that the bus was too crowded and uncomfortable, so

he gave her a lift.

"I missed you too." Amy was joyful. The unhappy days had passed, and she wanted to live a new life.

"Let's go eat crayfish tonight. Just the three of us, no one else. Otherwise, we can’t talk freely."

Hannah's point was obvious; she did not want Richard to join them.

"Alright, I'll tell him I'm going out to celebrate tonight," Amy agreed immediately.

The three of them talked for a while, and the employees arrived one after another. Rubi had been

notified that Amy, the wife of the president, was coming to work today, so she had come to work early.

"Amy, I haven't seen you in a few months. You're getting prettier. By the way, the president has

arranged another place for you to work. Follow me." Rubi had always been nice to Amy. Now that she

knew that Amy was the wife of the president, she became even more cautious around Amy.

"Where is my new place?" Amy looked at Rubi.

"Beside the president. He said it would be convenient." Rubi didn't know what Richard meant. Anyway,

she just needed to do as told.

Amy blushed when she heard that. She followed Rubi to the president's office on the 30th floor.

Her desk had been put in place. As before, it was on Richard's right. There were only two desks in the

entire office.

Rubi led Amy here and gave her some instructions before she left.

"Sit down. Everything is ready. You can start work directly," Richard said to Amy.

"Won't Allison work here anymore?" Allison's desk was gone. So was everything else that belonged to

her, as if she had never been there before.

"Why do you care? You want someone between us?" Richard put down the pen in his hand and looked

at Amy. As long as she was by his side, nothing else mattered.

"Of course not. I'm just asking." Amy snickered. She felt that Richard and she were just like an old

couple.

Sitting behind her desk, Amy noticed that there was a pot of flowers on her desk.

Touching the petals of the flowers, Amy was very happy.

"Do you like it?" Richard's gaze was on her all the time.

"I do." She loved plants the most.

Hearing that Amy liked it, he was also very happy. Yesterday, he had personally chosen it at the flower

market. The florist said that it was easy to nurture, had a long flowering period, and was especially

fragrant. All of these merits met Richard's standards.

"If you're hungry, there's food in the drawer. By the way, make me a cup of coffee please." Richard had

been waiting for Amy to finish talking with Hannah and Hilary so she could come up to make coffee for

him. The coffee made by his wife was the most delicious.

This was what Richard thought, but the result was not what he expected.

Amy took a cup and went to the tea room to make coffee for Richard. In a particularly good mood, she

didn't even notice that she had gotten a cup of cold water.

On her way back to the president's office, Amy wondered why the hot water wasn't steamy today. It

never occurred to her that what she got was cold water.

After placing the coffee on Richard's desk, she went back to her desk. Her task was to read some

insignificant documents.

Richard happily picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip. Then he looked at Amy with a strange

expression.

Amy felt that he was looking at her. So she looked back since his expression puzzled her.

"What's wrong? Is it bad?" she asked Richard.

"No, it's delicious. I love it." With that, he drank up the cup of cold coffee.