President's Contract Wife

Chapter 123 Feel As If Needles Were Pricking Heart



Chapter 123 Feel As If Needles Were Pricking Heart

Hearing Peter Johnson's words, Sunny also feels excited, "Nina, it's great! You are free! You can live

the life you want!"

The words of congratulation sound so harsh to Lucien. He stares at Nina with deep eyes and no

expression on his cold face.

Nina suddenly is restless. Why, when she finally gets free, she is not as happy as she thought?

Something seems to leave her heart empty.

Don't want to think about so much, Nina lowered her eyes, gently says, "Thank you."

Thank you? Lucien narrows his eyes. Is Nina talking to him? She thanked him, for her free, thanked

him, and they became strangers.

Thank you . . . Lucien only feels his heart can't be much painful.

Sunny, however, could not feel the undercurrent between the two, happily holding Nina's hand and

says, "Go, Nina, let's celebrate it."

Peter Johnson stands up and stops the two girls, "Since the words have been said, then we are still

friends and leave each other on good terms. This meal just for farewell, shall we? Nina, you must do

the honor."

Nina has no reason to refuse again, so she has to sit down silently.

Sunny says carelessly, "Peter Johnson, is this your treat?"

Peter Johnson is still smiling uninhibitedly, readily replied, "My pleasure. Eat whatever you like." After

that, he passes the menu to Nina and Sunny.

Nina has no appetite, sitting alone, looking at the wooden table, and does not want to talk.

Sunny is surprised. Why does Nina look so unhappy since she was free? Well, maybe it is because

Lucien is here, and Nina doesn't like to have dinner with him. Must be so, Sunny finds an excuse for

Nina's behavior.

Since it is Peter Johnson's treat, why not have a free dinner. Sunny rudely, points at the menu, "I would

like this, this, this... all of them!"

Peter Johnson smiles at Sunny and thinks this girl is very interesting.

Other girls are reserved and reserved when having meals with him, and they just eating a little bit are

enough, for fear of damaging their own image of a gentle lady. Sunny is different and she tries her best

to smite him.

That is cool. He likes her.

After ordering dishes, Sunny adds, "I would also like the fresh squeezed peanut juice with ice."

Before Nina speaks, someone has said, "Nina is allergy peanuts."

It is Lucien.

Nina looks up at him in surprised. A long time ago she had inadvertently told Lucien that she is allergy

to peanuts, and she doesn't expect that Lucien even remembers so clear.

A few confused thoughts pass in her heart, Nina can not tell what that is, and she only feels the

atmosphere is so depressed, awkward andoppressive. She would like to leave immediately.

Sitting here right now is totally torture.

The room is decorated very tastefully. Beside is a big Shelf. A tall vase throws the dim shadow under

the light and covers Lucien's face in the shadow. Nina can't see his face clearly.

But even in the dark, Nina can feel Lucien's deep eyes sights have been falling on her all the time.

Lucien always looked at her with hot eyes, which overwhelmed her. Now his eyes concealed all the

heat, as if only a cold shell remained. That kind of dim makes Nina palpitate.

The food has not come yet. The waiting time is always so long. Peter Johnson proposes to play the

truth or dare again, which rejected by Sunny without hesitation. The last game makes her in a big

shadow.

Both Lucien and Nina sit silently, neither of them speaks. Peter Johnson has to find some topics by

himself to talk.

"Sunny, I heard you quit the job." Peter Johnson looks at Sunny's face and sees a small tear mole

under her right eye.

It is said that the tear mole is the mark formed by tears of lover of the previous life. In the previous life,

when a person was dying, his or her lover would hold this dying person and cries, and then the tears

would drip on his or her face and form a tear mole in next life. After reincarnation, when they reunion,

the lover can recognize his former lover from this mole. And this person with tears mole, once meet the

predestined lover of previous life, they will not be separated forever.

Don't know what kind of man loves Sunny so much in past life, will leave this tear mole on her face…

Peter Johnson stares at Sunny's face, and is enthralled by thinking.

"Hey!" It is not until Sunny's hand waves in front of him that he recoveres from his meditation.

Sunny looks at him curiously and touch her face, "President Peter Johnson, why are you staring at my

face so hard? Is there anything strange on my face?"

Peter Johnson is not angry of joked by Sunny, and he is still smiling and says, "Because you are

beautiful, of course."

Such barefaced flattery makes Sunny flashes.

Sunny's character is careless, and men mostly treat her as a dude. Although she is also a great beauty,

it seems that men do not notice this. Since she was a child, she has no heterosexual fate.

Today she is flattered by Peter Johnson's sweet words, she is happy in her heart.

But on the lips she does not show any sign of weakness, "You don't have to tell me, I also know I'm as

beautiful as flowers!

Peter Johnson's narrow eyes flashes a strange light, and he begins to trap Sunny, "Miss Sunny, our

company needs to recruit a few assistants who are as beautiful as flowers. Since you have resigned

anyway, why not go to my company to work!"

Hearing Peter Johnson's words, Sunny is a little tempted. Peter Johnson's family dabbles in the

entertainment industry and publishing industry. Sunny is very interested in the entertainment industry,

and she would like to develop a business on this field in the future. Peter Johnson's company is perfect

fit.

Sunny hesitates for a moment, turns head to ask Nina, who is sitting beside her and play mobile phone

silently, "Nina, what do you think about Mr. Peter Johnson's proposal."

Nina is playing games on the mobile phone. In fact, she does not know what she is playing. With her

fingers sweeping the screen mechanically, she is trying to figure out why her heart would have the

feeling of loss.

She can't figure out, really can't.

Accidentally, she opens a folder on her phone. A photograph catches her sights at once.

That is a photo of her and Lucien. Lucien hugged her tightly, with face pressing on her face, and his lips

corner is hanging a smile, which like a child eating a delicious candy.

Nina's chest suddenly feels a bit suffocated. This photo was Lucien forcing her to take, at that time she

is taking pictures of the plants on the balcony with her mobile phone, then suddenly Lucien ran over,

grabbed her mobile phone and held her arms, took the mobile phone far in front of them and took a

photo of them.

"Nina, there are so many pictures of you in my cell phone, none of my pictures in your cell phone! That

is not fair!" Lucien's words echoed in Nina's ears.

Exactly. Lucien's cell phone has a lot of Nina's photos, on which she is smiling, silent, walking, eating,

waking up in the morning with sleepy eyes…

But in Nina's phone, mostly is the scenery photos and some pictures of small animals and plants.

There is not a picture of Lucien.

This is because Lucien is crazy about photographing but she is not. Nina thinks so.

Nina bites her lips, stretches out her thin fingers, and silently clicks on the picture. A prompt box pops

up on her phone saying "Confirm to delete the photo?"

Her fingers trembles a little, and she is hesitating on the "Yes".

"You are so obsessed by cell phone that you even can't hear my words, Nina." Sunny pouts and looks

at Nina. What is going on today? Everyone loves to be absent-minded. Peter Johnson is absent-

minded, Nina is absent-minded, and Lucien does not speak a word and as cold as a stone.

Her finger flies quickly to the "Cancel" button. Nina takes a breath of release for no reason. She turns

to look at Sunny and says with sorry, "I am sorry I didn't hear you, sunny. What did you just say?"

"Mr. Peter Johnson asked me to work at his company. What do you think?" says Sunny looking over to

Nina expectantly. Nina is a very opinionated person, and her opinion is still very valuable for reference.

"Well...Sunny, you always look forward to develop in the entertainment industry, don't you? I think it is

an opportunity. You can think about it. Besides, Mr. Peter Johnson will look after you, and no one dares

to bully you." Nina looks up at Peter Johnson, "Don't you, Mr. Peter Johnson?"

Peter Johnson smiles brightly, "Of course. Who dares to bully my... my friend?"

After that, he looks at Sunny with a little guilty, just now he almost said "who dares to bully my woman".

In his heart, Sunny has become his woman, who is about to be taken down and must be taken down.

Lucien sits by and watches, and he is a little shocked at Peter Johnson's decision.

Yes Peter Johnson is a Don Juan, and his women are innumerable. But he will never get his women to

the company. What is going on today? Even if he wants to take down Sunny, he doesn't need to play

with his company. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Treat some meals, buy some roses, take a few more trips abroad, buy some luxury goods, what kind of

woman cannot be handled?

As thinking, Lucien can't help turning his eyes sight to Nina's body. Dinners, luxuries, travels, roses...

What has he not done? But Nina just did not be taken down by him.

His overbearing possessive desire has come up again. Lucien looks at Nina with gnashing. His

mentality of not giving up has the upper hand. He begins to regret taking Peter Johnson's advice and

letting go of Nina.

He cannot let go. He is really reluctant and cannot let go…

Lucien looks at Nina's beautiful small face, thinking that she would smile in the arms of other men, she

would have children for other men, she would together with other men for a long life, the her heart is as

ache as being needled.

Anger burns in his heart, and he hits the table with anger!

The other three people are startled and turn their head together to look at Lucien!


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