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.

I go back

I thought I was going to stay another 20 days. I would make 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,

went back

Sean. He was in a wheelchair and Karen was on the

raised her hand and greeted me

“Hello.”

my identity

was stunned.

Sean said, “she’s a

“Servant?” Karen looked at me incredulously

volunteered.” I answered first.

to keep asking. I bowed and said, “I’ll go back to

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

whether I should do that.

Even so, I put on my clothes.

that it was 15 days before March. If it didn’t change, I would leave.

“Sean, I’ll give you another 15 days. If you still treat me like

went out and saw Rachel. She blinked and

I nodded and thought of the

Rachel seemed

I had a fight

a little embarrassed. “It’s OK. I just heard

and asked, “how are

shy. She lowered her head and said, “we have a

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

thought these 15 days were just my own excuses.

would definitely leave.

and saw a pile of curtains

I had

Time flied. Every day I washed the curtains in the

that I didn’t

work was over, I looked at

a little

Because no one cared about me, I worked longer and longer, so although I was a servant here, the work