All Chapters of The President's Daring Wife : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Jessie, who is that?" Ethan's voice sounded from inside the office. Jessie!? So she was that Jessie. Eve gritted her teeth. Her fingers curled around the food box and she gripped it hard. "I think you have a guest." The so-called Jessie looked Eve up and down before replying to Ethan. "Hey, who are you? And what business do you have with Mr. Anderson to come straight to his office? Have the receptionists grown tired of their jobs?" Eve's eyes darkened and her fist shook. 'I want your life.' she wanted to reply but managed to control her anger in the end. She simply pushed past her and stormed into the office. "Hey, wait! I'm talking to you, where do you think you're going?" The lady came after her and blocked her path. "I asked you what business do you have with Mr. Anderson?" "It's none of your business." Eve wanted the girl to get out of her sight, otherwise, she would really lose it. "Y–You." The lady pointed a finger at her. "You can't just barge into people's off

Murmurs broke out in the area and all the employees gathered around to see what was happening. "M–Mrs. Anderson." Jessie's eyes dampened with tears, and she shuffled forward on her knees, holding her cheeks. "Please don't misunderstand Mr. Anderson and me. In the many years that I've worked as his secretary, Mr. Anderson knows that I've always acted professional. Y–You can ask me to do anything and I'll fulfill your wish, but please don't threaten me with my job." Ethan's deep gaze bore through Eve's back and she shuddered and turned around. His expression was as dark as a pit's bottom. "Evelyn!" He growled. "What is the meaning of this?" Eve rubbed her forehead and sighed inside. The employees stared at her with skeptical looks. Ethan approached and glared at her. While Jessie knelt on the floor, pleading and crying. "If I have angered you in any way, Mrs. Anderson, I beg you to please forgive me. But don't make me lose my job, please don't. I swear I'll do anything!" Jessie sob

"Evelyn, you caused all this! Where is she!? If this Young Master doesn't break her bones today– If she doesn't beg for mercy today! Bah! There's no mercy in my vocabulary!" Two bodyguards were dragging Ethan's brother into the Villa. They were still at the gates and Eve sighed in relief. She quickened up her space and limped toward the back of the Villa where she met Ethan playing golf on the grass field. She didn't possess the energy to tackle Matt this morning. And that idiot seemed out of his mind. "Ethan, what are you doing?" Eve hurried up to where he stood. She couldn't even bring herself to be mad at him anymore. Otherwise, who would save her from that crazy Matt? "Isn't it obvious?" Ethan was very focused as he aimed for the golf ball with the club. He didn't seem to want to be disturbed. Matt broke out of the bodyguards' holds and charged in their direction. "Ethan, teach me how to play golf." Eve gasped and ran into Ethan's embrace. She snatched the golf club from hi

Not a minute late, the stylists arrived. Eve sat in front of the mirror as they put makeup on her face. "There's a variety of designs to choose from. Which one do you prefer, Ma'am?" One of the stylists asked as she arranged some gowns on the bed. "What color is Ethan's necktie?" Eve accessed the gowns. The designs were on par with each other and it was hard to choose one. "I think Mr. Anderson is wearing a golden necktie tonight.""In that case, I'll take the red one with golden patterns." "That's a nice choice. You have eyes for great things, Ma'am." Eve smiled through the mirror. After the stylist was done with her face, she pulled out the cap on her head and let her hair loose. "You have great hair, Ma'am. What kind of hairstyle do you prefer? A bob, or a shoulder-length hairstyle with a bang, or you'd like us to add an extension?" "No, make it wavy at the end, and leave some strands at the front." The stylists did as she instructed and when they finished styling her hair,

Eve's grandfather and Ethan's grandfather were about to play chess. The duo did not notice them even when they approached the table. Eve shook her head, wondering about their obsession with chess. Because even during her wedding ceremony with Ethan, they didn't cease to compete there. "Ah! Big Sis! It's Big Sis!" The first person that noticed them was one of her sisters sitting across the table. "Big Sis, is this really you? Am I dreaming?" Eve's other sister stood up and exclaimed. Her father stared at her in shock and her grandfather stood up. "The heavens must have blessed me tonight. My favorite granddaughter is here, and I'm about to beat this Old Man." He wrapped Eve in a firm hug. "Evelyn, you silly girl. Just because we sent you off to this boy doesn't mean that you can't visit us. It has been many months. Why haven't you come to see us yet?" "Big Sis!" Her sisters left their chairs and came to her side. "You look so different, Big Sis. Wow, you're so pretty." "Brothe