The President's Secret Wife

Chapter 63

“If we really are to compare, I am nothing compared to you.”

“Barret, compared with your deep affection, I am so ashamed of myself.”

Jenny’s heart ached as she finished.

This statement was true, she really couldn’t compare to Barret. How deeply in love did he have to be, to be able to still think about his first love after he had married his wife, and even plotted against her for a few years?

“Jenny, are you being sarcastic?”

“No, I was complimenting Mr. Smith, how could I be sarcastic?”

“How come I don’t know that you have become so eloquent?” He asked rhetorically.

Jenny was silent, in fact, she had always been very eloquent and never been much of a meek,

well-behaved person.

When she was young, she was bullied by children her age and even many younger than her because of

her father’s gambling issue, and later, she learned to defend and protect herself.

If she wasn’t tougher, she would have been beaten up and bullied all the time.

It was only after she fell in love with Barret and married him that she put away all her previous character and transformed into a good and obedient little cat.

Many times, Barret rubbed her hair affectionately and said gently, “Jenny, be good, you be good.”

That heart of hers would instantly melt away.

She was even thinking that even if she could just be a docile and well-behaved cat all the time, being held and spoiled in his arms for the rest of her life, she would be happy.

However, she was wrong, completely wrong.

She fell in love with him, and then she became very low, very low, all the way down to the dust, but her heart was joyful, and a flower blossomed out of the dust.

How could Barret know that all her obedience, her gentleness and good manners were just because she loved him?

As for the flower that blossomed out of the dust, it had long since been broken and withered by his own

hands.

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“Barret, let go of me, we both need to calm down, I don’t think there is any point for us to continue discussing this issue.”

It was not like love was something that could be discussed and then solved the issue.

If only it was really that simple.

“How is it pointless?” Barret grabbed her wrist tightly. “I think there’re many points.”

“But I don’t want to discuss it.” Jenny refused.

Barret stared at her and suddenly said, “Okay, then I use actions.”

“What action?” Jenny was under a blindfold.

Suddenly, Barret kissed her lips fiercely. Only this time, his kiss was no longer as gentle as before, it was simply as fierce as a raging storm.

Jenny’s eyes widened, as she couldn’t believe that the man in front of her was Barret Smith.

He had such a domineering and wild side that she had never seen before.

“Jenny Evans, don’t forget, as long as we are married, you are my wife, I forbid you to think about other men.”

“So what? You still think about Laura Hill every day.”

“Who told you that I think about her every day?” Barret lowered his head, with his warm breath against her ear. “All I can think about now is you.”

Jenny froze.

How could that be?

He must be joking, teasing her again.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and bit her earlobe affectionately.

Jenny felt a shudder run through her, feeling incredible. And in that instant, her mind went blank, unable

to think of anything else.

*Jenny, you are mine, you are my wife.”

“On your body, you can only have my imprint alone.”

“You can’t belong to any man except me.”

Barret’s domineering voice kept repeating in her ears, over and over again.

At that moment, Jenny took it seriously.

She indeed took it seriously.

“Is it okay now?” Barret lowered his head and looked at her with a red-blooded face, tenderly inquiring.

Her heart instantly softened, melted into a puddle of water, and she closed her eyes, raised her fair hands

gently and wrapped her arms around Barret’s neck.

With such kind of affirmation, Barret was so excited that he lowered his head, no longer suppressing

himself.

The temperature in the room was getting warmer and warmer.

The atmosphere, too, was getting more and more ambiguous.

In the silent air, Jenny’s eyes were closed, her body was hot, and her heart was even boiling.

The moment her clothes were torn apart, and her skin was exposed to the air, she felt it clearly that Barret

was as same as boiling hot.

She held his head, and her whole body was as hot as fire.

At this moment, she thought of nothing, dared not think of anything, and only wanted to follow the

sensations in her body and let them take the lead.

Suddenly, a sharp ringing sound broke all the silence in the room.

The ringtone, of course, was familiar to Jenny. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

It was all too familiar, so to speak.

Even without the caller alert, she knew that this call was from Laura Hill.

The reason was simple. Because all of Barret’s incoming calls had the same ringtone, and Laura’s was

the only one with a different ringtone.

Hearing this ringtone, a bold idea exploded in Jenny’s mind.

She hooked her arms around Barret’s neck and hugged him hard, with her mouth softly murmuring. “Don’t

answer it.”

“Barret Smith, don’t answer it.”

As if unsure, she repeated it again.

At the same time, she bowed up and struggled to bring herself closer to him, and even closer.

But it didn’t work.

Barret stopped abruptly, raised his head, and looked at Jenny. “Let go of me.”

“What if I don’t let go?”

*Jenny, be a good girl…………

Before all the words could come out of Barret’s mouth, Jenny immediately cut him off. “Don’t tell me to be a good girl, Barret, in fact, you don’t know, I’m not good at all. In the past, I was a delinquent and almost went to juvenile hall for fighting.”

“So, I’m not good, and I don’t want to be good.”

Barret frowned as if he suddenly didn’t know her. “Jenny, let go.”

Jenny stubbornly held onto him. At this time, she no longer wanted to compete with Laura for who was more important to Barret, and she was just keeping this last bit of self-respect she left for herself.

If at this time, Barret left Jenny for Laura, then what was she to Barret?

Was she still his wife?

She didn’t think anyone would believe it even if she said it.

Wasn’t she just like a play toy?

“I won’t let go,” Jenny said stubbornly.

Barret didn’t say anything more and pulled her arms away with force, brutally.

Jenny watched as her arms were pulled down forcefully by him, and she was totally shocked.

The next moment, Barret’s hand stretched out towards the direction of the phone.

Also in that instant, Jenny put the idea in her head into practice.

She reached out, grabbed Barret’s phone with one hand before he had the chance, and then hid it behind

her.

“Jenny

Barret shouted her name angrily, “Give it to me.”

“Barret Smith, I am your wife, I forbid you to answer her call now.”

“Jenny, are you being too sensitive, I’m just taking a call.”

Oh, she was too sensitive.

A man who threw his wife in bed and went to answer another woman’s call at such an important

moment, said she was the one who was too sensitive.

“Barret Smith, you were the one who said that we should keep this marriage going and run it properly, but

you were the one who first broke it, and you are the one who has been breaking it.”

“You said that you would never see Laura again, right? What you said was all a lie, just to fool me.”

“Barret Smith, are any of the words you said to me true or not?”

Tears were streaming down her face, and she looked at him with her teary eyes.