Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

Richard felt frustrated after talking to his family and headed back home directly. The urgent business in their eyes was his marriage. They wanted him to get married as soon as possible. But he thought he was young. Why was the hurry? Besides, why would they worry about his marriage? He was so handsome and rich.

Richard frowned and his grandfather's words replayed in his mind.

"Richard, you'd better forget that woman right away and find a wife within a month. If you don't, I...I will die in sorrow!"

He didn't quite understand his grandpa. How could he find himself a wife in just a month! Well, he couldn't just randomly find a woman on the street and propose to her, right? At least, they should agree to get married.

Usually Richard wouldn't take his grandfather's words seriously. But this time, however, Richard was worried his grandfather wouldn't let him go easily. If he really got stubborn and did something stupid, Richard would regret for the rest of his life.

"Sir, look at the the girl sitting over there. She is so bold. It's quite late now, but she still hangs out outside alone." the driver exclaimed.

Richard didn't bother to see. He had no interest in this kind of girls at all.

The story between the two should've ended there, but God made a joke of it.

When his car drove by, it drove right through the puddle in front of her, covering Amy's entire body with muddy water.

Amy was sullen about her future since she was both divorced and homeless. And the next second, she had to forget the past and deal with a soaking, filthy dress. Could this day get any worse? She wondered "Hey, you! What's wrong with you? Stop your car!" Amy yelled.

Since Richard's car was soundproof, he didn't hear Amy was yelling at him.

Without getting any response, Amy was so angry that she picked up a stone, and threw it at the car. Coincidentally, the stone hit the trunk with a perfect clink.

The car stopped instantly and the driver rushed out to check for damage.

Amy went panicked when she saw she did hit the car. She was just angry and tried to do something. Besides, the car looked so luxurious. If she caused any harm, there was no way she could afford to pay for the repairs.

But after a second look, why did this car look so familiar?

Before Amy moved, the driver already walked over to her. It was already too late for her to run away.

"It's you again?" The driver recognized her at once. She was the woman who threw Richard's money back at him earlier this morning.

"What? I don't understand. Do I know you?" Amy played innocent. She had no other choice, either. She was bankrupt and couldn't afford to pay the repairs.

"You look like a nice girl but why are you always making trouble for us?" the driver asked gloomily.

She didn't meant it. After all, she could never hit anything so precisely.

"There's a dent at the back of the car that will cost a lot to fix." The driver dragged Amy to the car and pointed it out to her.

Amy felt sorry and lowered her head. But when she saw her filthy, soaking dress and remembered being splashed by the puddle, she knew it wasn't just her fault.

"I only threw the stone because you splashed me with the puddle as you drove by. I never meant to damage the car, but you should be more careful when driving!" Then the car door opened and a shiny shoe stepped onto the street..00