Mr. President, Please Teach Me

Eight years ago, she accidentally saved him in an accident, and he never forgot it. Eight years later, he went looking for her, only to learn that her heart already belonged to someone else. So he set a carefully plotted scheme in motion. He was the president, a man high above everyone else, yet all he could think about was the little girl who had saved him eight years earlier. He used every means at his disposal to make her his. “Little girl, come with me?” the man asked, pleased with himself. “You liar! You promised you’d stay with me forever!” the girl said, aggrieved. “Why did you marry another woman?” “Another woman? Isn’t that you?”