President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Aggie realizes that Nick is here to wait for Victoria and gets a little anxious hoping she will hurry back.

Although Victoria has said that she and Mr. Andrews are not in a relationship, she still doesn’t want the two to get too far apart.

Mr. Andrews’ time was valuable and it was clear that he didn’t like Victoria, and now that he was waiting here, she was only afraid that Mr. Andrews would hate her even more if Victoria delayed too long.

Aggie rushed to find a deserted place and called Victoria.

“Victoria, Mr. Andrews is here waiting for you, why don’t you bolt Gummy outside and come back first?”

Victoria knows that Nick is here to chastise her, and the worst that could happen is the termination of their partnership.

Or worse than that, Nick announced to the public that he would never work with the studio she works for.

Victoria’s brow furrowed as she held the leash in her hand, her mind trying to think of how she was going to explain.

Thinking at first that they would soon be divorced, she didn’t feel the need to explain. Who knew it would come to this, but when she thought of Nick’s cold attitude towards her, she felt it didn’t matter, just apologize properly.

But first she had to get Gummy settled, so she turned around and went back to Emily, figuring she’d let Emily babysit for a while, and then come back to get him after she’d finished explaining things to Nick, before she annoyed him even more with his allergy to dog hair.

Emily was delighted and said yes right away.

But the trip back and forth was a twenty-minute delay, and Victoria ran anxiously to the Shannon Villa, lest Nick get impatient.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

But running less than 50 meters from Shannon Villa, she saw Nick’s car pulling out of Shannon Villa.

Nick’s face was a little dark, twenty minutes was already his limit, he had waited for even the most important collaborators and they had never been more than five minutes late, let alone this inexplicable wife.

Victoria was running too fast and suddenly saw Nick’s car, got startled, accidentally sprained her foot and fell to the ground.

Her face seized up in pain, cold sweat spilling from her forehead.

The car slowed to a stop beside her and the window lowered to reveal Nick’s cold face.

His hands rested on the papers in his lap, and he looked unapproachable in his tightly tailored black suit.

Victoria braced herself and stood up, though the pain from her broken foot caused a white color to rise on her lips, and there were some tears in her eyes from the sudden pain.

“Mr. Andrews.”

She called him and intended to explain to him, such as not intentionally concealing her identity or whatever.

Only to hear Nick inquire coolly, “What are you doing here, living in the neighborhood?”

Victoria froze, not responding to why he asked, and then Nick asked a second question.

“How are the feet?”

Victoria’s pants have a hole in them, her knee is bleeding, and she has a sprained foot and is barely standing now.

She was just about to reply when she stifled a “hiss” from moving her leg.

The car door opened and Nick’s tone was unruffled.

“Come on up and get you to the hospital.”

There’s a hospital not far out of here, ten minutes away, and it’s really down the road.

Victoria’s mind wandered briefly, then settled on one thing: Nick didn’t know who she was.

Immediately, a polite smile plastered her face and stopped worrying.

Thinking that she can’t go back to pick up Gummy in this condition, why don’t she just go to the hospital first?

“Thanks, Mr. Andrews.”