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.

nurse took the medicine bottle. I touched his forehead and his temperature was normal. I picked

I didn’t refuse.

to the door. He was in the passenger seat and I drove him back. Philip smiled all the way.

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

I’m just happy.”

Philip replied.

head helplessly, “as expected, you are stupid.

didn’t speak.

We went home.

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

take the medicine and brought him a

Over the next two days, Philip took his medicine on time and recovered before he returned

his temperature was normal. I gave him a lot of regular medicine and

I felt like I

My life was still the same.

refused him that day, the closer to his birthday, the more upset I

Sometimes I regretted that I refused him.

But soon I woke up.

we couldn’t contact each other, otherwise I was not sure if I couln’t

January 16th

It was Sean’s birthday.

thinking about

to the nearby coffee shop to buy the limited coffee for Valentine’s day. I saw a pair of mugs by the counter. One was blue, and

Their colors were very

I bought them.

But I regretted it.

He may have forgotten, but

the intersection near the studio. I was afraid Linda would ask me later. I felt guilty. I saw a trash can

But I was reluctant.

I turned and lifted the

studio, Chloe approached me and

looked at them and

the bag in the drawer aside.

drawer and see what it was countless times in the afternoon. But I found out.

it is. Is it a gift you received?”

Chloe finally gave

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

“Isn’t it really a Valentine’s Day gift you prepared for someone else?” Chloe asked.