Chapter 15 – The Future Wife of the President
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“He won’t come back,” he spoke softly.
“How do you know that?” She looked at him in wonder.
Of course, he knew it.
Charles had texted Zack’s ‘fiancée’ before he entered the room.
And he specifically told her not to hurt Elena, but to show her Zack’s ‘true self’.
“Didn’t they say they were going to have an abortion?” Charles’s mouth tilted upwards slightly at the corners.
“Oh,” she said, the look of awareness did not fade from her face.
The waiters knocked on the door, then came in, serving the wine and food that Zack had ordered.
Charles raised his brows as he looked at the bottles of wine on the table.
“Did you order them?” He looked at her.
“Not me.” She quickly shook her head. “Mr. Anderson did. You can cancel them.”
He frowned slightly. Why did Zack order so much wine for no reason? It looked like something had happened, but Elena was unwilling to tell him.
“No,” he said to the waiters. “These drinks are on Zack Anderson’s account.”
He and Zack were both regular customers here and all the waitress recognized them, so they consented to it immediately.
“Oh my…” She couldn’t help laughing.
With this smile, the tension in the room eased immediately.
His face softened a little and he looked at her surprised. “Is that so funny?”
She nodded. “You and Anderson, Anderson…”
“Zack Anderson.”
“Yeah. You’re supposed to be friends, aren’t you?” she said amused. “But you actually play tricks on each other?”
“Who hasn’t had a few bad friends?” He was more or less defenseless.
“That’s right.” She agreed and nodded. “My bad friends hurt me...”
“They hurt you?” His eyes flickered.
“It wasn’t really hurting,” she quickly explained.
“Mm,” he said and looked at her gently. “Aren’t you afraid of me anymore?”
She was instantly speechless.
She was a little afraid of Charles. After all, he was like her Nemesis and she could do nothing to him.
But just now... when she saw that Charles set Zack up, she suddenly felt that although Charles was very bad, he was at least a normal person and was not so terrifying.
But she didn’t want to further her relationship with him at all!
She clutched her fork, exhaled irritably and ate her food in silence.
He was helpless. Elena’s disgust towards him was more dreadful than he had imagined.
But it didn’t matter. He could take his time.
After dinner, Elena reluctantly got into Charles’s car.
“If you don’t want to go, I can take you back to the school. Shall we visit him some other day?” Charles proposed.
He thought it might be a good idea, that way he would have another reason to ask her out again.
“No…” she gritted her teeth and said, as if she were to die a martyr's death. “I did something wrong, and I'll have to face it sooner or later. Let's go today!”
When they arrived at the hospital, Elena bought a fruit basket from the gift shop.
Upon reaching Samuel’s room, she put the fruit basket on the table and apologized, nervously and tense. “Mr. Hunk, I’m really sorry for what happened the other day…”
Samuel was very surprised.
His injuries were minor, but Charles insisted that he be hospitalized. He didn’t understand. It turn out that Charles was trying to find out who had beaten him up and get her to apologize to him?
The president was really kind to his employees. Samuel was deeply touched.
He didn’t forget that this woman had intended to beat up their president. He must help the president vent his anger!
“I remember it wasn’t you who has beating me,” Samuel said coldly. “Why are you apologizing?”
“I was involved in beating you, Mr. Hunk. I was the mastermind behind it all,” Elena said awkwardly. “In fact, my target was not you that day. It was all a misunderstanding…”
“Misunderstanding?” Samuel kept a poker face. “If it was a misunderstanding, were you right to hit someone? You are young, but why are you trying to solve problems with your fists? You're so deceitful to apologize, I don't…”
“Cough, cough.” Charles coughed a little, and looked at Samuel sternly.
Samuel was a little confused. Why did Charles seem unhappy as he helped him reprimand Elena Hayes?
“I don’t, I don’t…” Samuel stuttered for a long time before he finally hesitantly said, “I don’t mind?”
Charles’s face softened a little. He nodded to Samuel. “Elena, Samuel isn’t mean. Look, he accepted your apology. Right? Samuel?”
“Yes, yes!” Samuel replied quickly.
Elena was still a little apologetic, and she continued asking, “Mr. Hunk, I understand how angry you are. After all, you were beaten up for no reason. Shall I come and visit you each day until you are discharged?”
Samuel was shocked. He had felt his body stiffen with the cold glare from Charles’s eyes! How dare he let Elena come to visit him every day? Wasn’t he tempting fate?
“No, no,” he said quickly. “I suffered minor injuries. I’ll be out of the hospital tomorrow. Don’t come!”
Elena was startled for a bit. “Mr. Hunk, are you still angry…”
“He isn’t angry,” Charles said. “He just wants to have a rest. Elena, wait outside the door for me. I have to talk to him about work.”
“Yes, yes, I’m not angry, really!” Samuel echoed his words.
Elena nodded. “Then I will leave.”
After she walked out of the room, Samuel asked with a little curiosity. “President, this is…”
“My future wife,” Charles said softly.
Samuel coughed and choked.
Oh, gosh! Did he hear that right?
Was it the future wife of the president who had just apologized to him?
Fortunately, he didn’t insist that she apologize, or he would have been the one tempting fate.
But... why did Charles suddenly like this girl? He never joked. If he said it was his future wife, it must be.
Hold on, Elena... was that Elena Hayes the president had asked him to look for?
Samuel suddenly understood. It looked like Charles really liked Elena.
“By the way, don’t eat the fruit,” Charles said. “I’ll have it taken away later.”
“...” Samuel almost burst into tears, thinking that Charles believed he was looking at her in a romantic way.
He had thought Charles was paying attention to him when he insisted that he be hospitalized. Who knew that Charles only wanted to chase a girl? Besides, he was so obsessed with her that he wasn’t even willing to leave him the fruit basket!
Elena walked out of the hospital and flagged down a passing taxi. Just as Elena was about to get into the car, a hand reached out and closed the door.
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