President's Substitute Wife

When I packed my things and got to the hospital gate, there were a lot of people standing there.

Most of them were elderly women.

I could see that in this town, except for the people who worked in the hospital, most of them were old people.

There hadn’t been anything new in the town for a long time. Now Cindy was here. Everyone was here to join us.

When I got there, Cindy said, “Miss Jones, I’ve been with Sean for many years. Since he doesn’t want to see me, he won’t want to see you. You won’t change anything.”

Cindy was smart. She said these words to me in the local language.

She wanted to make it known to everyone around her.

She thought the people in the small town would speak for her just like those middle-aged women in the country.

But an old woman said, “love can’t be forced. Sometimes, the right feelings come late.”

“The most important thing is to get along.”

“I think you two little girls are wasting your life here. There are more meaningful things in life. You should not be here.”

People around us said.

They all became life mentors.

Cindy listened and looked unhappy.

It didn’t go in the direction she thought it would.

It was good for me.

I looked at her and smiled. “People here are smart. Do you think they’re the same as the gossipy middle-aged women?”

“So what?” Cindy wasn’t happy, but she said, “Sean won’t want to see you since he doesn’t want to see me.”

“Not necessarily.” I smiled.

I watched the hospital door open in front of me and there were people coming in and out. Why was Cindy standing at the door?

I was going in.

I didn’t know where Sean lived, but there was a bodyguard standing in front of a building. I recognized him as one of the bodyguards in the manor at a glance.

he recognized me. He was a little surprised, but he called out,

“I’m going in.”

to stand and say, “Mr. Jessop

didn’t believe it.

you might come. If you come, you can’t go in like

“...”

Sean did expect it.

I looked behind the bodyguard. Behind him was the corridor and a bodyguard. I couldn’t break through.

and asked, “how’s Sean doing?”

don’t know.” The bodyguard replied.

up at the bodyguard. There was no extra expression on his face. Obviously, he didn’t lie.

I looked around.

wall was a very common brick wall, which was

allowed

If he didn’t know, I may be

he knew, I couldn’t do anything.

me

I was afraid he was perfunctory. I put my hands together and asked him, “please don’t say anything.”

“Well, I

bodyguard promised again.

I felt relieved.

stood at the door and looked at me and laughed,

you are a famous lady in York. I remember when we first met, you were gentle with me. Why

really different from her in my memory.

was gentle and polite.

I felt guilty for my

But she became like this.

to be kind and gentle all these years, so you and Sean used me again and again. You made up and kicked

he make it clear to you

was a little guilty. But Sean said before that he made it clear to her.

Didn’t Cindy figure

the brim on her head. “What? If you love a man and he says he’s forced to marry you and you can’t be a real couple, will you

Cindy’s question froze me.

answer was simple.

Yes, I would.

love was such a sick thing. It was like a bamboo basket in the water. It looked full,

believe that you