My Hidden Marriage With The President

“Mom, I don’t like Auntie Megan,” William came in coldly.

“What?” Eva froze, how could William say something like that?

“It’s nothing.” William shook his head and didn’t say it again, no matter how Eva bullying, he no longer opened his mouth. Eva was left alone and confused, what was wrong with father and son, they were both strange today.

When she went upstairs to rest in the evening, Eva was still struggling with William’s remark.

“Caleb, what did our baby boy mean by that statement?” Eva pulled Caleb in pursuit.

“It doesn’t mean anything, children, children’s words.” Caleb reassured Eva, this time not coaxed Eva words, estimated all night with sleep.

Sleep came, Eva did not pursue the question, and soon went to sleep.

In front of Caleb, Eva has been behaving very well, and has rarely had pregnancy vomiting recently, so Caleb no longer stops her from going out, Eva can take the driver to go out freely, think about it is very happy.

“Waylon where are you? I’m going to go talk to you.” After Eva could go out, she went to Waylon first.

Without the final resolution of Waylon’s matter, there was a stone in her heart that could not fall to the ground.

“I’m in the studio, there are more notes over here, let me wait for you at the cafe.” Waylon glanced out the window, downstairs is still a black mass of reporters.

After Aylin exposed the photo, Bonnie contacted the big marketing account to release the audio, the road is high and the devil is high, Aylin wants to play public opinion attack with Bonnie or tender a little.

The public opinion was immediately controlled by Bonnie’s helpers, while the unknown people saw the truth and went to curse Aylin, and Villy a goods, before white hearted her, etc.

Aylin originally wanted to get a good reputation and get another sum of money to go away, but I didn’t expect to get anything in the end.

As soon as Villy left, his studio fell apart. Originally it was a relationship of interest, and now it is even more impossible to stay, and the employees left early with the company’s valuable things.

There are also people who, in order to find a job easier, directly accuse Villy and Aylin publicly on the Internet, playing with other people’s feelings, also flaunting in the company, disrespecting their grassroots staff and treating them very badly.

It has also attracted considerable attention.

Because of Aylin’s successive tumultuous operations, the heat on Waylon’s side has not come down, but because the matter of plagiarism has almost been clarified, Waylon has called back all the people from the studio to organize preparations for the next new product launch.

“Eva, here.” Waylon beckoned to Eva.

This cafe is owned by one of Waylon’s best friends, and the environment is very quiet. Waylon likes to come here when he is not inspired occasionally, and it is also the most suitable place to meet Eva.

“Waylon how are you? Are you in a good mood?” Eva asked with concern as soon as they met.

Waylon smiled: “Fortunately, finally the corrupted part of my body was cut off, although it will hurt, but will not then corrupt my life.”

Eva looked at Waylon with a smile on his face, and the words he said were full of openness, slightly relieved, “It’s good that it’s okay, I was really scared of the state you were in before.”

“Thanks to you and Mr. Livingstone, without Mr. Livingstone, I would be a rat in the street now.” Waylon mocked himself.

“Don’t say that, you did a great job too. Anyway, this matter will be over soon, don’t think about it anymore.” Eva patted Waylon’s hand to comfort him.

“Your milk.” The waiter brought up Eva’s drink.

Eva smiled and nodded, “Thank you.”

Turning to continue chatting with Waylon, but the waiter standing by never left, Eva looked at the other side suspiciously.

“Something …” before the sentence was finished, she saw the other side take out a dagger from under the plate.

“Look out!” Waylon lunged at the attendant and blocked it with his own body, successfully allowing Eva to avoid the dagger.

“Waylon!” shouted Eva.

It happened so suddenly that in just thirty seconds before and after, Waylon had fallen to the ground and the waiter was kicked out by Eva.

The owner of the cafe heard Eva’s shout and ran over, looking at Waylon, who had fallen to the ground, and the waiter with a knife in his hand, his head got ‘big’.

“Waylon, how are you?” Eva scrambled forward to check Waylon’s condition.

The boss quickly pressed the waiter, after removing the knife, the person tied up.

“Close the door, it’s closed for the day.” Also instructed other waiters to close the door.

“I’m fine.” Waylon stood up with the help of another waiter.

He was not wounded in a vital position, only a cut on the waist, bleeding more.

Eva feels that she is simply destined to bring a brake, as long as out will encounter all kinds of accidents, unlucky no words.

The boss quickly called for a doctor to examine Waylon’s wound and then simply bandaged it.

“It’s not a big deal, just be careful not to touch the water when you take a shower.”

Hearing the doctor’s words, Eva was relieved, before Waylon said it was just a scratch she did not believe, now the doctor also said it was fine before she dared to believe.

“I told you I’m fine, don’t worry about it.” When the doctor left, Waylon sat across from Eva and comforted a downcast Eva.

“Waylon, do you think I’m not a fatalist?” Eva said with some frustration, otherwise how can she meet things every time she goes out.

“Why do you say that? It was just an accident.” Waylon reassured Eva.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

The waiter has been taken down by the boss for interrogation.

Eva and Waylon about to meet here is a very accidental thing, certainly not the other side in advance of the ambush, it is estimated that the temporary bad intention, fortunately Waylon quick eyes and hands, otherwise the injured is Eva.

“It’s not just this one time. I’ve been to promotions before, and I’ve been out with Caleb, and I always get the people around me involved.” Eva is really sad, she is really sad that other people are hurt than she herself.

Waylon looked at Eva and organized his language for a long time before saying, “It’s really a very small probability event, and this person didn’t necessarily do it because of you, I come here often, maybe his target was me originally?”

“And you see, I’m really not okay at all.” Said Waylon, bouncing in place.

“Sit down quickly, do you still want to crack the wound you just wrapped?” Waylon popped up a bit, and was pressed from behind by the coffee shop owner who came over, “You’re right, this person is indeed aimed at you, not at our Xia Da Queen of Film.”