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

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

I didn’t refuse.

seat and I drove him back. Philip

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.

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

didn’t

We went home.

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

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

his medicine on time and recovered before he returned to

normal. I gave him a lot of regular medicine and told him to take

he left, I felt like I

was still the same.

Although I refused him that day, the

Sometimes I regretted that I refused him.

But soon I

other, otherwise I was not sure if I couln’t

January 16th was Tuesday.

It was

I was thinking about it.

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

were very

I bought them.

I regretted

He may have forgotten,

ask me later. I felt guilty. I

But I was reluctant.

I turned and lifted the bag quietly.

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

them and said, “what is this?”

the bag in

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

what it is. Is it a gift

finally gave up.

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

Valentine’s Day gift you prepared for someone else?” Chloe asked.