บททั้งหมดของ Mr. President's Lost Wife: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

As Lucas and Rachel fell silent, Edmund was secretly touched by Sky's attention. He felt guilty for failing to control his emotions. Sky fell and felt sad because of it. “Hey, you don't need to cry. I'm fine. A blow like that means nothing to me. Now, what about you? You fell earlier. Are you hurt?” While Sky checked her elbow, Rachel was stunned. For some reason, she felt that Edmund's concern for Sky was truly sincere. "Oh, I'm hurt again," Sky muttered before letting go of Ed and checking another elbow. “This one too.” Ignoring the hand that was still gripping his collar, Edmund straightened up in his sitting position. Carefully, he rolled up the sleeves of Sky's hoodie until he found the wound. "Does it hurt?" he asked quietly. Sky shook her head. “Not really, it just stings a little. I carry plaster and red medicine in my bag. I can treat it after this.” “Want me to help?” Suddenly, Lucas jerked Edmund by the collar. He couldn't accept seeing Sky being close to another ma

Rachel was speechless. She couldn't forbid Sky and make her sad again. After inviting Edmund in, she accompanied her daughter to take a shower. While waiting, Edmund looked around. There wasn't much he could observe. There was only Sky's and Rachel's backpack on the table. Feeling that the situation was safe, Edmund took out a plastic wrap. Swiftly, he put in a strand of hair that he had secretly taken while helping Sky take off the hoodie. “Once the result is out, they won't be able to escape anymore. Rachel is Alice and Sky is my daughter," he thought before putting the evidence in his trouser pocket. "Mister Edmund!" Sky suddenly appeared again. Her smile was so wide. She looked very small with her body wrapped in a towel. “Please be patient . I'll get dressed quickly." “Sky!” Rachel's voice echoed from the room. Giggling, Sky came back in. Edmund unconsciously smiled at her behavior. He could imagine how happy he would be if her cheerfulness filled his life. However, reali

"What do you need here?" Edmund asked coldly.Instead of answering, Lucas barged in. He intended to interrogate and intimidate Edmund inside. But when he sat on the sofa, his gaze fell on the long strands of hair wrapped in transparent plastic. Noticing the direction of Lucas' eyes, Edmund's body stiffened. He quickly hung up the phone and walked towards the table. Unfortunately, before he could reach the sample hair, Lucas grabbed it first. "What's this? You secretly took my daughter's hair? What's your purpose, hmm? You really intend to take my wife and child away!" Lucas shouted with wide eyes. Edmund's jaw was throbbing. He had actually been fed up with Lucas since their first meeting. Now, after that loud bluff, his hatred multiplied and was no longer unbearable. "How dare you call Sky your daughter?" Lucas flinched at Edmund's cold tone. "What do you mean? Isn't it clear that she's my child?” His voice dropped drastically. Edmund looked down with a snort. “I don't think we

Sky sneered at Rachel's question. “Why did Mama sound like Papa? Do you not like Uncle Edmund too, Mama?" "No. It is not like that." Rachel glanced behind briefly. Not finding Lucas, she whispered, "Mama likes him too. He can make you laugh and he is also caring. I am glad you have a friend like him, even though he is a little strange and mysterious.” "Well then," Sky sat up, "how about Mama join me to welcome him later? I can choose an easy job for you.” Rachel was wide-eyed. "Me? Joining to welcome him? No, Honey." “We can prepare a crown from twigs. When Uncle Edmund comes, Mama can put the crown on his head.” Rachel shook her head quickly. Just imagining it made her cringe, let alone doing it. "No, Honey. That's not a good idea. Papa might get jealous and hit him again.”“Why is Papa jealous? Isn't that just a normal welcome? We once got a flower necklace and Mama wasn't jealous when the hotel staff put it around Papa's neck. Besides, that's just putting down the crown, Mama.

Unfortunately, Rachel just mumbled, "Lucas eats that much too. Looks like I got carried away by habit when I put spaghetti on your plate.” Edmund's hopes collapsed again. Disappointment was clear on his face, and Hunter caught it. “Sky, would you like to lead a prayer?” he asked, changing the conversation. Sky's eyes lit up. "Yes! Let's start praying.” Bringing her hands together, she lowered her head and closed her eyes. Edmund didn't listen to what Sky said. His attention was only focused on the woman across the table. The longer he looked at Rachel, the more painful his inner wound became. When Edmund took the first bite from his plate, his emotions were no longer suppressed. No doubt, it was his wife's cooking. Rachel was indeed Alice in disguise! "Uncle Edmund, don't you agree that Mama's cooking is delicious?" Sky glanced to the side. “Oh? Uncle Edmund? Why are you crying?" Edmund quickly wiped the tears from the edge of his eyes. "I'm not crying. I'm just moved. I've bee