My Sweet Wife

Wilson said, “If I get those shares in the hands of Tristin Sabastian, and then spend money to collect a little bit from other shareholders, when the vice president is not a certainty, or even want to completely control the Berson Group, it is not impossible, do not you want to see that day come? ”

“Of course I do!” Ximena said, still looking upset, “It just makes me so uncomfortable to think that you’re going to marry another woman, and that you should be mine.”Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“It’s yours, it’s yours.” Wilson kissed her hand and assured, “Marrying her is just a formality, when I get my shares, I’ll immediately find a reason to get a divorce and marry you. Look, the diamond ring you’re wearing is still bought by me personally, still don’t believe me?”

These words seemed to have coaxed Ximena to be happy, she looked at the pigeon egg diamond ring on her finger, with a little bit of smugness, and said delicately, “Then you can’t let me wait for too long, or else I’ll bully your son, humph!”

“Good, all listen to you.”

After the bonsai, a pair of eyes had been staring at them closely, but the two were oblivious.

When those two flirted and whistled and made a scene, the man wearing a duck-tongued hat took back his sight, looked at the recorder in his hand that hadn’t been turned off yet, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed a phone number.

“I know, send the address.”

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the man holding the cell phone left behind a stern back, condescendingly overlooking the scenery outside the window, his face gloomy.

The information sent by the private investigator in the past few days had simply slapped Leonardo Cooper hard in the face, making him wonder what he had gone through all that effort to leave the country in the first place!

He desperately wanted to get, but can not get the girl, desperately want her to get happy girl, but by her favorite people fooled around, for just to get her family’s shares.

There was a fire burning in Leonardo Cooper’s heart, making him angry, furious, tightly squeezing the cell phone, the hostility in his eyes also became more and more intense, the whole person was terrible.

“Knock knock knock!” After two knocks on the door, Trent Stone came in, holding a pile of documents, “President Cooper, there’s still an hour left for the international meeting with the Canadian side, I’ve already organized the materials.”

“Inform them that the meeting is postponed.” Leonardo Cooper turned around and was about to get the car keys on the desk, but suddenly remembered that the car had been taken for maintenance, “And make a phone call and ask the driver to pick me up.”

“…” Trent Stone was flabbergasted.

You know Leonardo Cooper was a man who valued his work more than anything, and hadn’t been late or left early once in the five years since he took over the Canadian family business.

What’s going on here?

Wilson was whispering to Ximena when he seemed to hear someone call out to him.

He looked up and his face changed when he saw Leonardo Cooper coming in through the front door of the restaurant, where a black car was parked outside and the driver was sitting inside waiting.

“Uncle ….”

Wilson cleared his throat, his voice a little stiff, he wasn’t sure if Leonardo Cooper had seen what he had just done with Ximena in an intimate manner.

Leonardo Cooper nods and walks over to stand, eyebrows slightly raised, “What a coincidence, you guys eating here too?”

Then twisting his head, he sees Ximena across the table, “And this is?”

Ximena hurriedly stood up, extended her hand and smiled, “You are Wilson’s Uncle? Hello, my name is Ximena, I’m Sophie’s best friend, I came out to eat with them today.”

“Just right, I’m just one person, let’s make up a table with you guys.” Leonardo Cooper directly ignored Ximena and sat down next to Wilson, and jokingly said to Wilson, “You won’t mind Uncle rubbing his nose in it, right?”

With people sitting down, Wilson couldn’t say anything, and said stiffly, “It’s too much of a favor for Uncle to say that, I’m begging for it. But Uncle, why don’t you go sit on the opposite side, this is Sophie’s seat.”

Leonardo Cooper said lightly; “I don’t like to get too close to women, so I’ll sit over here.”

Leonardo Cooper’s targeting made Ximena feel a bit of fire in her heart, and when she came into contact with Wilson’s eyes, she could only skim her lips, take her hand back, and sit down reluctantly.

Not long after, Sophie Sabastian returned.

When she saw Leonardo Cooper, her heart thumped and she was a bit panicked for no reason, as if she was afraid that Leonardo Cooper would tell Wilson about the night she stayed at his house.

Then she thought, “Leonardo Cooper can’t be that kind of guy, can he?

Wilson said, “Sophie, Uncle happens to be eating at this restaurant too, all by himself, so he’s simply going to make up a table with us. Sophie, why don’t you go sit on Ximena’s side.”

Sophie Sabastian frowned.

Why did she feel that Wilson shouted ‘Ximena’ so smoothly and intimately, like he had done it many times?