Devil CEO's Contract Lover

Linda, with a tense and anxious look, finally relaxed her spirit when she saw me appear.

"Miss, you're finally back, I'm waiting for you to eat, the fish soup and rice are still hot, want to eat some?"

Throughout the Rubinstein family, I had a different feeling about Linda, I was kind and thoughtful, and very caring. "Mmm! Thank you, I'm just hungry!" I said.

Actually, I had already eaten outside with William, and I felt more or less guilty seeing Linda waiting for herself until now.

"You're welcome, it's my job. Besides, when Madam left, she also instructed me to take good care of you." Linda said with a smile.

After a few minutes, Linda brought up the food and I said with a smile, "The flight to France takes about ten hours, and by now Mister is still on the plane."

"Oh, there's no communication on the plane, he should be able to get together with Miss Tiffany when he gets there."

I don't feel jealous about this at all, it's not like there are three wives and four concubines in ancient times.

I'm not that emotional, I have no feelings for Damon.

Thinking about a kiss William gave me just now, my cheeks are still red now, William is the type I like.

Gentle, kind, patient, very caring, these are not reflected in Damon at all.

"You shouldn't blame Sir, he does have a bit of a bad temper usually, and that's because he feels guilty about Miss Tiffany."

"I know, he's very gentle with Tiffany, I was right next to her when they were on the phone."

My indifferent attitude made Linda more or less relax a little about the topic.

"Mister is a knife's mouth and a tofu heart, don't look at him like that usually, he's actually quite nice to people, he's been with Tiffany for years too."

Linda said with a sigh, "If they could have made it, they wouldn't have pulled you down."

"Why doesn't Monica approve of them getting married? I think they're a good match." I was a little curious about this.

Wouldn't an elder like Monica prefer a generous and elegant woman as her daughter-in-law?

"Miss Tiffany had a bad fate as a child, her father was a murderer and was shot."

"What? You said elegant Miss Tiffany, her real father was a murderer?" I asked in astonishment.

"Yes, no one would believe me when I say it, her dad robbed people and killed them. Later her mother followed the husband behind, life although food and clothing, but also received an education, the lady always felt that she came from a bad background, want the gentleman to find a door to the right point."

"Is that so? No wonder I said how Monica would not accept her." I thought about it.

"Also madam thinks that Miss Tiffany is a workaholic and won't take care of the house in the future, plus, I can't have children, so madam is a hundred times unhappy with me." Linda gave me chopsticks and told me to eat quickly while it was hot.

Of course Damon wouldn't have told me this, and if Linda hadn't, I probably never would have known.

"For this matter, sir was very hurt, working hard to try to show madam his determination, and it was not easy for madam to loosen up a little, then came the news that you were pregnant with the Rubinstein family bloodline."

No wonder Damon looked at me with discontent every time I saw him, I more or less understood.

I can't tell, for Tiffany's sake, Damon has given quite a lot.

Not to mention the big family, just in the small family, women can not have children is a big problem.

Monica has my opinion, I also understand.

The conversation did not go on, I thought while eating.

Surprisingly, I ate half a bowl more than usual, you know I ate outside too.

It's true that if you take a stroll outside and breathe in the fresh air, you will feel much better and your whole body will stretch out.

I finished my meal and looked at what Linda was doing there, "I'm making a cake, I don't know if Miss loves it."

"Mmm! I love cakes, especially fruit cakes, do you know how to make them?" I asked excitedly.

"Yes, I used to be the special chef of the Rubinstein family when I was young, but now that I'm older, I just do it occasionally, and I make desserts that the Rubinstein family likes to eat!" Linda's tone was overflowing with pride, and I nodded to learn how to make cakes from Linda.

If I could meet William next time, I would like to make him a cake myself.

Linda was happy to see that someone wanted to learn from me and made a cake with me for an hour.

I was so happy to see the finished product, "Linda, you are great! I learned how to make cakes too, this cake is so beautiful!"

And it was delicious! My eyes narrowed and I hadn't been this relaxed in a long time.

I don't think it's that the Rubinstein family cottage is bad, it's still pretty livable once Damon leaves!

It's a little late before I go to bed, and a bed this big is going to be shared by me alone today!

Looking at Damon's picture on the table opposite, I thought, if Tiffany saw that Damon had gone to France specifically, she must be very happy!

I was unfortunate but happy to have someone who was willing to become tender for me and go to great lengths to try to make me happy.

I took my phone out of my pocket, turned it on and there was a message on it.

I couldn't wait to open it and see, "Sofia, thank you, I had a great time today, you need to go to bed early."

My cheeks flushed, I put the covers over my head and rolled twice in bed, suddenly calming down again.

Me, you're not a pure person anymore, you're pregnant with someone else's child!

For you, this is a stain that can never be erased! If William knew, he would not even care about you!

I played sadly with the little charm William bought for me near the botanical garden, and was depressed.

It was my ignorant first love, all ruined by my bad luck, and if it weren't for this, I could have been myself as much as I wanted to be.

Dad hasn't contacted me since moving here, and it's so unworthy to think of myself.

My sacrifices became meaningless when I got to his side.

Every time the news is shown on TV, how hard parents work for their children, I don't see it in my family.

Probably they are living happily as a family of three, and my misery alone is nothing at all!

Damon felt a little tired after a ten-hour flight.

It was already early in the morning when we arrived, and Tiffany should be asleep by this time.

I tentatively sent her a message, and she actually replied.

Damon was happy and angry, happy that he could see her earlier, but angry that Tiffany was still working at what time it was!

The body is not made of iron. It seems that Tiffany is alone abroad and does not take care of her body. "Where are you now? I can't sleep and want to find where you are on the map." Damon sent over a message. "When did you learn to be so romantic? I'll tell you what ......" Tiffany gave Damon her address as a joke. Half an hour later, there was a knock on Tiffany's door. Tiffany opened the door and immediately screamed. "Damon! What are you doing here!" Tiffany's beautiful face burst into tears and excitedly embraced Damon.

She was touched by the scent of a man she had not seen for a long time, and he came over when she thought he would not come. Damon hugged Tiffany and gave her a kiss, "Count how long it's been since we've seen each other, you're not anxious, I'm anxious." Tiffany still hugged Damon and didn't let go, "It's been so long, I don't want to let go of you, what should I do? I want to cry again." "Aren't you usually quite strong? I came in a hurry, I didn't even prepare a bouquet for you."

Damon said with an apologetic tone.

"It's okay, Damon, I'm happy that you're here, what do I care about the flowers?" Tiffany said.

Damon was also in a good mood, seeing that Tiffany was still drawing in her room at such a late hour, and the room was quite cleaned up.

He frowned and pinched Tiffany's cheek, "What did you promise me? Now do you think you've done it?"

Tiffany smiled with her head held high and asked, "What? What did I promise you, tell me!"

"Can't you smell the smell of instant noodles in the room? It must be because you were so focused on work that you didn't have time to make dinner to eat." Damon said, he and Tiffany had agreed when they parted ways that both would break through in their respective fields and impress Mom together.

"It's really only once, believe it or not, search the room, there's no extra instant noodles, only this one." Tiffany pouted.

"Not next time." Damon smiled gently, took Tiffany's waist, and took out a roast pork from his bag.

"I just bought this from the store next door that wasn't closed, and I know you haven't eaten much, so where's the microwave, just heat it up and eat it." "Damon! How can you be so good at taking care of people? If only I could settle here with you, I don't want you to leave again."

Tiffany said sadly as I wore casual striped clothes, a long dress that wrapped around my whole body.

She was quite tall, about 5'7", with her hair tied up and a pair of long, slender legs to her advantage.

"I just got here and you're all sad, I really don't know how you think, well, I'll watch your costume show tomorrow, after a ten hour flight, I need to rest." Damon said.

"Then you should get some rest, I need to sleep too." Tiffany said with a smile.

"Aren't you going to work?" Damon asked.

"Work is important, but you're here, you're more important!" Tiffany wrapped her arms around his neck, it had been a wonderful day!

As the two lay on a bed, Tiffany asked, "You left your little wife at home, aren't you afraid she'll get jealous?"

She asked tentatively, obviously, since Damon had followed her over to France, of course she was most important in his heart.

It seems to be a common problem for women, they like to mention another woman and then hear the answer they want to hear from the man.

"I have no feelings for Sofia, I was really drunk that day, otherwise I wouldn't. Tiffany, these years, you can understand me." "What does she look like? Is she tall?" Tiffany asked, then fearfully asked, "Does your mom like her a lot?"

"She's the cute type, probably little boys would like it, small looking." Damon said.