Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet

Chapter 228 For Her Alone

All these years, she'd fought endlessly and ceaselessly, causing her to neglect what she truly, deeply wanted.

She could see it clearly now. What she wanted all along was Shawn's love!

Jessica clenched her fingers close, her knuckles turning almost completely white from the force. Her whole body trembled slightly from her massive emotional upheavals.

Shawn approached, each step bringing him closer to her.

His face showed a happy smile.

Warm and bright, under the lights, it was the smile of royalty.

He was getting closer and closer now.

She could almost smell the nostalgic scent of his cologne.

She'd picked that cologne for him personally. Because she liked it, he'd used it every day.

The brand of cologne was called Lockheart, and it was exactly what she wanted. To lock his heart in place for her alone, for no one else to take.

Jessica's feelings rose and fell like an ocean tide.

Seeing that Shawn was in front of her, her face lit up, and she walked forward, calling lightly, "Shawn..."

But the man simply took one look at her and turned away.

Without stopping, his footsteps brought him past her and behind her.

Jessica froze there.

Her face full of disbelief.

She turned around gingerly towards where Shawn had headed.

In a corner close to the bar, Natalia stood close together with Vicente, discussing something with another middle-aged man.

The group had polite and elegant smiles on their faces. Each held a tall glass. Under the light, the curve of Natalia's swanlike neck looked like a work of art, porcelain pale and gleaming, inviting an irresistible embrace.

Shawn walked next to them and said something. The people there toasted Natalia and left.

Vicente patted Natalia on the shoulder and left with them.

Shawn just stood there, looking with a deep, guilty expression at Natalia. Natalia simply looked at him with a half-smile on her face.

Their gazes met with no hint of hostility or difference. The two stood there, pretty as a painting, both breathtaking.

Jessica seemed to understand something.

And her heart crumbled instantly.

She started cackling with insane laughter, growing louder and madder until she started convulsing as she wept!

Marie jerked back, terrified at the scene. The surrounding crowd looked over, curious.

"Hehehehehehahahahahah..."

Jessica was still cackling, a demented woman who'd fallen into despair. As she convulsed, her tears smudged up her mascara, and her whole being was simply raggedly pitiful. She looked like an abandoned spouse, which she was.

"What what's going on?"

Everyone was taken aback.

Someone whispered, "Has - has she gone mad?"

"Maybe she's high on something."

At that, everyone looked at each other. Marie reacted quickly and went up to tug at Jessica, urging, "Stop it."

In the corner, Natalia looked at the scene and cocked an eyebrow.

"Your wife's over there going nuts, Mr. Miller. Aren't you going to see to her?"

Shawn shot a glance at the maddened Jessica, his expression cold.

"It's not enough for her to embarrass herself. She wants me to embarrass myself right alongside her?"

Natalia's lips twitched mockingly, and she didn't say anything about it.

Marie had had enough. Unable to rein in Jessica, she walked over.

Pointing to Shawn, she raged, "Jessica's already like this, Shawn, and you're still here chatting up this slut? Isn't she your wife? Aren't you going to look after her?"

Shawn's expression was dark as he looked at her.

After a while, he still took up his phone and called in two bodyguards.

The bodyguards moved quickly. Despite Jessica's loud protests, they muffled her and dragged her away.

Looking at their rough handling, Marie turned white, a little intimidated.

She looked astonished over at Shawn, demanding, "That's your wife, Shawn Miller; how could you?"

Shawn looked at her coldly, not a bit of warmth in his gaze. "I thought you told me to look after her? An important scene like this and she's out here losing her mind; what do you think I should have done?"

Marie had no words.

The Millers had a reputation to protect.

As the young master of the Miller family, Shawn naturally cared even more about face.

Jessica's sobs and laughs had already drawn plenty of attention.

If he'd gone over and Jessica had thrown another tantrum, everyone here tonight would know that Shawn Miller had no ability to control his own wife and erupted into an argument with Jessica in full view of the public eye.

So having the bodyguards remove her was the best solution.

Marie shook her head, looked at the mild-mannered man before her, unable to believe that this was still the same Shawn who'd showered Jessica with affection.

She took two steps back, muttering, "That's too much! That's just too much!"

With that, she sprinted after Jessica.

The farce came to an end.

Plenty of people had still been shocked, but they hadn't had the time to react and weren't too sure what was going on.

Lifting his glass, Shawn walked up and toasted with a smile. "Apologies. My wife has had a bit too much to drink and disturbed everyone here. I'll apologize in her place." Seeing that, everyone managed to react and raised their own glasses.

"No need for that. So long as Mrs. Miller is all right."

"Yeah, no need to be so formal, Mr. Miller."

Natalia looked at the scene and suddenly found it all very funny.

She knew better than anyone what kind of person Shawn was.

This man had deceived her under the guise of tenderness all those years ago, and now he had deceived Jessica too.

When in reality, from start to finish, he'd only ever loved himself.

Thinking of that, Natalia's eyes dipped, and she felt that she was actually quite lucky now.

Lucky enough to see him for what he was early on. Lucky enough to meet that man now who gave her a new life.

She strode off towards the other side.

Seeing that, Shawn followed her.

"I've still got something to talk about with you, Natalia."

"Mr. Miller!"

Natalia stopped in her footsteps and turned around, smiling.

"If you need anything, tell me over the phone another time. Calling after me like this in broad daylight will draw misunderstandings, you know."

She turned around and went on her way.

Shawn's face changed subtly.

"Do you still hate me, Natalia?"

Natalia blinked.

She looked at him, amused.

"Why would I hate you?"

"Because..."

The words caught in his throat and wouldn't come out for some reason.