President's Substitute Wife

Rachel immediately touched my forehead. “Your forehead is very hot! I’ll call an ambulance for you.”

“No, I...”

I wanted to say no and thought I wouldl recover if I took some medicine.

But it was dark in front of me and I fell forward.

I felt like I was being held by Rachel and she was calling 911.

I was weak, but I was not in a complete coma.

I could feel several bodyguards putting me on the bed, and someone brought me a thick quilt to cover me.

The light in the room was on.

I opened my eyes slightly, and there was Rachel by my side. I saw two light red marks on her neck.

Oh, it was a kiss.

Maybe I was too sick. At this moment, I felt heartache but no other feelings.

I just seemed to see the most common things.

Then the ambulance came and I was taken to the hospital. I heard the doctor say that I had pneumonia and my lung was infected. If I didn’t get to the hospital in time, my life may be in danger.

I closed my eyes and for the first time didn’t think it was worth it.

I was willing to be Sean’s servant and take care of him and didn’t care if he embarrassed me.

It didn’t matter and I could stand it for a while.

But now I thought of his kiss with Rachel and the shallow marks on her neck. I suddenly felt that maybe he didn’t need me anymore.

Rachel would take good care of him anyway.

I was in the hospital for four days. On the fifth day when I was discharged from the hospital, one of Sean’s bodyguards drove over and asked me, “Becky, are you going back to that manor?”

His question silenced me.

Shall I go back

a decision in March. I looked up to the bodyguard and said, “I’ll go back.”

The bodyguard heard my answer and seemed to be surprised. He nodded and said,

The car went back to the manor.

entered the living room, I saw Sean. He was in

raised her hand and greeted me warmly,

“Hello.”

I remembered my identity

was stunned.

Sean said, “she’s a

“Servant?” Karen looked at me incredulously

“I volunteered.” I answered first.

seemed to want to keep asking. I bowed and said, “I’ll go back to my room and change first.”

and took out my servant’s clothes. Looking at the clothes, my

I questioned whether I should do

Even so, I put on my clothes.

was 15 days before March. If

I’ll give you another 15 days. If you still treat me like this, I’m sorry.

Rachel. She blinked and looked at me. “Are

“Yes.” I nodded and thought of the day and said, “thank you.”

Rachel seemed particularly surprised.

After all, I had a fight with her before.

embarrassed. “It’s OK. I just

and asked, “how are you doing

“Ah?” Rachel immediately became shy. She lowered her head and said, “we

“Oh, that’s good.” I looked at her and nodded,

thought these 15 days were just

I would definitely

a pile of curtains

Anyway, I had 15 days left.

curtains in the daytime and worked at

Everything was the same as before. The only difference was that I didn’t run into Rachel almost every day, but I couldn’t

over, I looked at the time

was a little closer to March.

I was a servant here, the work in the studio was not