Mr president's substitute wife~
Willow walked into the coffee shop, eyes running around the place till it fell on the man. She rushed to the seat, her heart pounding hard in her chest she could barely breathe.
"Mr Smith, I am so sorry for keeping you waiting for this long. I am terribly sorry." Willow rushed out, placing her bag next to her.
The man, Matthew Smith blinked twice, his face pulled into a fright visually surprised at how disoriented she was. "Miss Anderson, please it's okay." He said, standing up, his hand stretched out for a shake. He stood tall, maybe of the same height as Alejandro, his blonde hair tied into a man-bun, his tattoo peeking out of his arm, taking Willow by surprise. The first time she had seen the man, he clearly didn't have any tattoos. Willow swallowed hard as she slipped her hands into his, her body still shaking from the fear of him leaving without seeing her.
