Contract Marriage With Mysterious President - Season 1 Episode 25

“Days off just for a flower? Doesn’t it cost too much?” Amy thought.

But she said nothing. It would be a good thing if she could rest for some days. After all, she still felt in

pain in her hand. It was just the matter of less salary this month.

“It has just been a few days since I joined the company. Now I asked for leave. Talking about that

fucking perverted president, oh my god, what will he do to me? Never mind. No big deal. At worst, I

change a job then. Money is always there waiting for me.” Amy thought.

Amy asked Robin for a book, and sat beside the flower, waiting. She didn’t know specifically what kind

the flower was, but just looked at the pink buds on the verdant leaves.

It is really interesting to observe a bud growing up and then blooming. She had never done this over

her last 20 more years.

“Madam, this is the medicine for you. I saw your hand at lunchtime. What happened?” Robin said.

“I am fine. Thank you very much, Robin.” Amy took the medicine and found it all in French. It mustn’t be

bought from a common pharmacy.

Waiting in boredom, Amy fell asleep in the sofa. If it were not Hannah’ call, she would have slept till late

night.

“Amy, I met an asshole at the company. This fucking dickhead just pissed me off! I came to find you but

they said you have already in a leave. What happened? Are you all right?” Hannah said, leaving Amy

no time to answer.

“I…I don’t know where to start. I won’t be at work these days. I got some issues.” Amy didn’t even know

what to say to Hannah.

“Are you hiding something from me? Tell me so that I can help solve it.” Hannah actually felt that there

was something wrong about Amy.

“I will tell you everything later at the right timing, not now.” Amy replied. She wanted to tell Hannah all,

but she just felt she had no freedom like being caged.

“Ok, anytime, ok? Let’s go to that lobster restaurant. I miss it so much!” Hannah tried to make her

happier.

After hanging up, they both sighed.

Amy went to bed early after finishing dinner. She was not in a good mood, having no energy to do

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anything. Late night, with the cricket’s song and the cool breeze, she was sleeping soundly.

Seeing her hand on her forehead, Richard took her hand down gently. The blisters had been broken,

turning red with fluid.

Taking a small box out of his pocket, he put her hand on her leg, applied the salve carefully on her

hand. The cold salve made Amy so comfortable that she made a sound, and then moved her leg onto

Richard’s.

“What a naughty girl.” Richard thought as he put her leg back onto the bed. However, feeling the heat

on her leg, he couldn’t help checking the temperature of her forehead.

‘No wonder she sleeps so soundly. She got a fever.’

Richard asked Robin to call the doctor.

“Master, it is because of the cold wind and her bad mood she’s been through these days.” The doctor

came and examined Amy.

“Cure her right away.” Richard said so anxiously that he didn’t realize.

The doctor immediately got Amy injected, and was about to wipe Amy’s body with some alcohol. “Let

me do this. You go out.” Richard stopped him. They took a look at Richard and then went out quietly.

Amy was in a severe fever. When Richard was wiping her body, she grabbed his hand and shouted

“Dad”.

When Amy woke up again, she felt soothed and refreshed. That was a good sleep last night. She felt

less pain in her hand, which was dry and clean, nothing like the sticky look yesterday.

She got dressed, and pulled up the curtain. Sunshine was everywhere in her room.

In an instant, her stomach growled. She was hungry now.

“Morning, Robin.” Amy greeted.

“Uh… Good morning, Madam.” Robin thought for a second and said. But it was 4 in the afternoon.

Early?

“I am so hungry. Anything to eat? Amy rubbed her belly.

“Sure, Madam. Please sit down and I will get you the food.” Soon, Robin brought her the congee, and

some vegetables. Amy had no appetite to eat them.

“I want some meat, Robin.” She was not going to eat.

“No, you’ve been sick all night, the doctor said you could only eat plain food,” Robin said.

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Amy looked at Robin with a sad face. “Do I have a fever? Why don’t I know anything? Who took care of

me last night?” Amy thought to herself.

“You can only eat them.” Robin showed no room for negotiation at all.

She unwillingly ate up the porridge, and found that it was late in the afternoon. “Shit, I have to wait until

the flower blooms.” She felt she must be dead again.

She rushed upstairs to grab her camera and then to the garden, happy to see that the bud was not yet

bloomed.

“Madam, you don’t need to be waiting here today. You can’t be sick again, otherwise…?” Robin saw her

dashing to garden and urged her to go back in the house. She could not fell ill again, otherwise Master

would be so mad at him.

Amy thought her husband was in good health even though he couldn’t see light.

“Hmm, it’s ok, it might take days to bloom. Health comes first, Madam.” Robin coughed. He didn’t

expect that Amy was unable to distinguish the difference between real flowers and fake ones.

“Robin, can I take a walk myself? You don’t need to follow.” Amy knew she took the money from Mr.

Carter’s so she asked cautiously.

“Yes, you can. You can go anywhere you want. We pick you up because Master wants to protect you.”

Robin thought his behavior might have made her misunderstand. She’s the Master’s wife, not a

prisoner. They just wanted to guarantee her safety.

Hearing this, Amy somehow felt warm. She always thought Richard was ugly, fearing that she would

keep away from him, so he assigned Robin to follow her closely.

So, he was actually worried about her. What a thoughtful man.

“Really, that would be so nice. I want to hang out by myself tonight. I will go back by taxi by 10:00pm.”

She was so excited right now.

“Ok, then we won’t prepare for your dinner. Oh, please take this, Madam.” Robin said with a black card

in his hand.

“What is it?” Amy saw that it was a vip bankcard.

“That is the pocket money Master gave you, Madam. 100 grand for a month. It’s not that much. Better

not be upset now. As long as Master is happy, he will give you more.”

“What? 100 grand?” Amy was shocked.

“Master says if you don’t take it, you are not allowed to go out.” Robin added in a hurry as he saw the

bank card almost fall down.

Amy was blank, only to put the card in her purse. She intended to meet Hannah and tell her

everything.