All Chapters of My Husband, Warm The Bed!: Chapter 721 - Chapter 730

Karen Joy Kyle took the things the President handed to her and nodded respectfully. "Mr. President, I will do what you said. I will take good care of myself, I won't let myself get hurt, I won't catch a cold, and I won't let those who care about me worry about me, but..." "No buts." Nathaniel Cooper interrupted her harshly. He approached her and helped her put on the raincoat and the mask. "And most importantly, you must remember that you are not allowed to leave my sight from now on." He always put on a gentle look when he was with her and also when he was facing the public. Karen Joy thought that he would never have any angry side to him. But at this moment, he spoke so harshly to her and even ordered her. Was he really Brother Lionel who loved her a lot? His voice was harsh because he loved her and cared about her. If he was staying with someone he didn't care about, he would still put on the calm expression he always had. "Mr. President, why are you so

The President didn't get mad at the little girl, so Secretary Hart couldn't interrupt either. He continued to report the situation, "Because of the earthquake, the surrounding roads within the radius of a few miles were ruined. The vehicles that transport the goods couldn't get in, so they were carried in very slowly. Many planes had been sent to airdrop the supplies too, but they couldn't send so much in such a short time." After a while, Secretary Hart turned his head around and glanced outside. "Mr. President, it's getting dark soon, and it's raining outside. We haven't decided on tonight's plan for the people." The concerns raised by Secretary Hart were all significant problems that had to be solved after the earthquake.  The people's hopes were all on Mr. President. He came to the disaster area, so he needed to ensure the wellbeing and safety of the citizens here. He said, "Take my tent and also the tents of other officials and distribute them to the people

When she mentioned her Brother Lionel, the smile on her face was always so bright. Her beautiful smile could put the stars to shame. That was her! Her name was Karen Joy Kyle! However, he still saw her as his Little Karen. "What's so good about Brother Lionel? How could you like him so much?" He wanted to understand her perception of him. Since she doesn't know that he was her brother Lionel, the answer she would give must be her most honest thoughts. He cared about her honest thoughts a lot. "My Brother Lionel is..." Karen Joy wanted to continue with "perfect". However, she knew that her Brother Lionel was really cunning.  If he wanted to hear her praises of him, then he needed to be direct and honest. She would gladly praise him then. Instead, he was still clueless over her revelation, so he was using this opportunity to lure some information. Cheeky bastard! If she praised Brother Lionel too much, what if he became too prou

"Mr. President? Is it Mr. President?" The President suddenly appeared in front of them, and the wounded survivors in the tent were so excited that their eyes were full of tears. "Mr. President, thank you for coming over to comfort everyone." "Mr. President, thank you for personally taking charge of the emergency and relief work, and working so efficiently that many lives were saved." "Mr. President, you are really a good President. We have never seen a President like you that would work with us." When Mr. President arrived, everyone was stunned. Mr. President only wanted to speak to Karen Joy Kyle, but he ended up having to check up on the survivors too. Karen Joy stood aside and she was ignored. Earlier, everyone was so nice to her as she took care of them very lovingly. However, it seemed that they valued their Mr. President more. As she knew that she was being sidelined, Karen Joy secretly gave Nathaniel Cooper a fierce look and walked out of the

The fragrant aroma of food was very strong. After a while, the room was filled with the scent. "Hu..." The little girl lying on the bed sniffled and licked her lips subconsciously. The aromatic scent almost made her drool, but she still did not want to wake up. The delicious breakfast, the soft bed, the warm quilt... All of this reminded her of her home in New York. To her, everything was warm and beautiful, and she was only missing Brother Lionel. This was a dream. Otherwise, how could she smell the scent of her favorite strawberries? She knew that she was in the disaster area. There were injured people and dead bodies everywhere. She could smell blood and the stench of dead bodies. She was most definitely hallucinating about strawberries. However, she could still smell the aromatic scent after a long time. She was so hungry that her stomach was growling, and she was salivating. Since she couldn't eat them in reality, she felt quite lucky that