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.

seem to

medicine bottle. I touched his forehead and his temperature was normal. I picked up the medicine, but he

I didn’t refuse.

He was in the passenger seat and

him smiling. I was a little helpless and asked him, “what’s the matter with you? Are you stupid because of your

I’m just

Philip replied.

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

Philip didn’t speak.

We went home.

Fortunately, he

watched Philip take the medicine and brought him a quilt before going

medicine on time

Before he left, I touched his forehead and confirmed that his temperature was normal. I gave him a lot of regular medicine and told him

felt like I

My life was still the

Although I refused him that day, the closer to his birthday, the

that I refused

But soon I

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

January 16th was

It was Sean’s

I was thinking about it.

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

Their colors were very

bought

I regretted it.

He may have forgotten,

afraid Linda would ask me later. I felt guilty. I saw a trash can and put the two cups there

But I was reluctant.

I turned and lifted the bag

to the studio, Chloe approached me and looked

them and said, “what

I put the bag in

she wanted to open the drawer and see what it was

it is. Is it a gift you

Chloe finally gave up.

my head and glanced at her. “No, it’s just a cup. I will use it.”

gift you prepared for someone