All Chapters of Love me, Mr. President: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"You... What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?""Don't worry, I have a minor heart issue, a family inheritance," he spoke and laughed. "But, would you mind fetching it for me? I can't drive and get the medicine." As Edward said this, the car began to slow down.Clarice didn't dare to delay and immediately reached into his casual attire.She fumbled for a while, feeling only a warm sensation in her hand, warm and comforting. Her hand moved slightly downward, and as expected, found the inner pocket. Reaching in, she found the small bottle and took it out."It's one, right?" She asked from memory."Yes." Edward had parked the car on the side of the road, picked up the water glass placed on the dashboard, and Clarice handed him a pill, watching him take it.After taking the pill and resting for a bit, Clarice asked carefully."Your heart isn't well, is it?""Congenital, untreatable." A bitter smile crossed Edward's face. "I didn't scare you just now, did I?""No." Clarice shook her head, h

Clarice initially received a notice from Luna, thinking that he would return for dinner, so she prepared many dishes to wait for him. As a result, when she was waiting on the sofa, she accidentally fell asleep because she was very tired from the pregnancy. When Nicholas returned home, he saw Clarice lying on the sofa, deeply asleep. He slowed down and walked to her side, crouching down. His gaze fell gently on her peacefully sleeping face. She was sleeping, and her breathing was regular. She looked gentle and calm, her beautiful large eyes now closing softly, and her long eyelashes covered her lower eyelids. In the light's reflection, they formed a curved shadow, like the wings of a butterfly. Her closed lips still had a trace of stubbornness that belonged exclusively to her. Her lips were rosy and rich, like unpicked peach blossoms on a tree. They were tempting and delicious. He reached out and used his slender fingers to gently push aside the messy hair on her forehead. The tips o

Clarice looked at him, confused, her face full of question marks. "The more people misunderstand that you are my woman, the more likely it is for you to marry me," Edward said. "But now, you must be tired, so lie down and rest; I won't bother you anymore." Edward then turned ready to leave. "Wait a moment," Clarice stopped him. "What's wrong?" Edward turned his head and asked. "Nothing, I just have one question for you." "Alright, you can ask anything; I'm an open book." "I just wanted to know why you chose me out of all the women available to you." "So, that's what you want to know." Edward smiled, looking at her. "These conditions you presented are very good for me and could solve almost all my urgent needs. However, because the conditions are so good, I feel a bit uncomfortable. I need to know the reason you chose me." Clarice spoke with sincere tone. "You're being honest." Edward laughed, then regained his serious expression. "You want to know why I chose you, so I'll tell

Two months had passed since then, and everyone gathered at the grandfather's mansion of the Murray family for a grand celebration. The wedding between the eldest son of the Murray family and the Armani family had shaken the entire high society. All the famous people from the country and abroad had come together, turning the city of Los Angeles into a frenzy. The three streets outside the mansion were filled with media reporters eagerly waiting with cameras of short and long range, poised to capture anything. Two young millionaires, who had always been discreet, now dominated the headlines with this marriage, even though everyone knew that the perfect match for Nicholas was Mary, just as for her, Nicholas was the perfect guy on the same level. Despite the ceremony being more discreet, Nicholas returned to the room to change clothes and prepare for the reception when Luna entered with a worried look. "President, I have bad news." Upon hearing this, Nich

"What's wrong? Who do you think the father is? You?" Clarice laughed in a particularly sarcastic manner."Clarice, I'm asking you a question!" He was truly angry, and his large hands gripped her slender neck as he spoke coldly. Clarice could clearly feel that she wasn't breathing well, and her neck was pinched by him, making it difficult for her to breathe. Frowning, she didn't plead for mercy, but only laughed even more, and her eyes were still filled with tears of disappointment."Do you want to know? Then let me tell you, the child belongs to your uncle, and has nothing to do with you." She gritted her teeth as she looked at him, and spoke each word, spitting in his face, and this was not the answer Nicholas wanted, but from her mouth, it was as if sharp thorns were ruthlessly piercing his heart.After a long time, the large hand gripping her neck loosened, and his clear, cold gaze shot straight into her eyes."Clarice, is this the method you used to g