President's Substitute Wife

“No, I just...”

“Stop talking. Close your eyes and sleep. I’ll take you back later.”

I knew what Philip would say, so I just interrupted him.

I had said what I had to say. This topic could be stopped without further discussion.

Philip shook his head. “It’s OK. Let me chat with you.”

“No, you’d better sleep. It’s too noisy.”

When I said it, I was stunned.

What was the matter? My tone seemed to be a little like Sean’s?

When I realized it, I felt a little sad.

Philip fell asleep. I watched a TV play on my cell phone for a while.

I asked the nurse to change his medicine.

Philip didn’t wake up during the whole process.

I sat down and looked at Philip, who was lying in bed and sleeping. He had long eyelashes, white skin and beautiful eyes.

He was handsome.

No wonder his roommate said he was popular.

He looked a little like Daniell.

When I was in college, many girls liked Daniell.

The standards of girls had not changed.

After a while I called the nurse.

This time, Philip woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw me and smiled, “thank you, Becky. It’s great that I know you.”

“You are welcome. Thank you for taking care of Lester. You helped me a lot.”

I mentioned Lester on purpose and wanted to make my relationship with him clear.

Philip didn’t seem to mind.

temperature was normal.

I didn’t refuse.

We went to the door. He was in the passenger seat and I drove

I looked in the right rearview mirror several times and saw him smiling. I was a little helpless and asked him, “what’s the matter with you? Are you

I’m just happy.”

Philip replied.

helplessly, “as expected, you are stupid. You’re sick. Why are you happy?”

Philip didn’t

We went

I went upstairs to see Lester. Fortunately, he didn’t wake up, so I

take the medicine and brought him a quilt before going to

Over the next two days, Philip took his medicine on

he left, I touched his forehead and confirmed that his temperature was normal. I gave him a

left, I felt

life was still the

that day, the closer to his birthday, the more upset I was.

I regretted that I

But soon I woke up.

blacklisted Sean and we couldn’t contact each other, otherwise I was not sure if I couln’t help contacting him.

16th was Tuesday.

It was Sean’s

I was thinking about it.

limited coffee for Valentine’s day. I saw a pair

Their colors were very nice.

I bought them.

But I regretted it.

He may have forgotten, but I

studio. I was afraid Linda would ask me later. I felt

But I was reluctant.

turned and lifted the bag quietly.

Sure enough, when I got to the studio, Chloe approached me and looked at my

them and said, “what

bag in the drawer aside.

Chloe didn’t speak on the surface, but she wanted to open the drawer and see what

“Tell me what it is. Is it a gift you received?”

Chloe finally gave

head and glanced at her. “No, it’s just a

Valentine’s Day gift you prepared for