President's Substitute Wife

It took me a long time to hear Sean’s voice, “my books and papers are here. I’ll take them back.”

“Oh...”

His things were here.

I was in a bad mood before and then I was busy working so I forgot about it.

I didn’t open the door, “well, President Jessop, wait a minute. I’ll help you pack up.”

“I want to go in.”

I heard Sean.

Actually, I was hesitating. But I thought although we had divorced, he just came to get things.

We had nothing to do with each other after he got them.

I felt a chill when I opened the door.

Sean stood at the door. He was wearing a gray black coat and there were many snowflakes on his shoulders and head.

I was a little surprised. Didn’t he drive straight to the underground garage? Why was he so cold and there were snow on him?

Was he coming from outside?

But I didn’t want to care about him. When I let him in, I turned around and said, “President Jessop, wait a minute. I’ll help you pack up.”

He didn’t have many things. Just a paper bag could hold them.

I took his books and papers off the bookshelf in the living room. I handed him the paper bag and said politely, “President Jessop, everything is here. You see if there is any omission.”

Sean took the bag and didn’t look at it.

He stared at me and gave a wry smile. “It looks like you’re doing well after the divorce.”

“Yes, I had a good time.”

I pretended to be calm.

I was having a bad time. I felt bad, but I couldn’t tell him.

Sean nodded. “Okay.”

I thought his eyes were a little confused but I didn’t think much about it.

I took Sean to the door and said, “goodbye.”

I closed the door.

a muffled sound in the corridor. I hesitated and

I saw Sean lying on the ground with his eyes

“Sean!”

got nervous all of a sudden. I rushed to touch his face with my hand. But I found his skin very hot.

neck and found that

I called his name and opened his eyes. I was sure

him inside but he

I could only call security and asked him to

him on the bed.

I picked up the phone and wanted

the phone, I

Who could I ask

didn’t have a phone number for anyone

showed that his temperature was 39.5

he go to the hospital and

go against my heart. I was afraid something would

I made an emergency call.

to get a basin of

as soon as I was about to leave, he grabbed

back at Sean who was unconscious. I was in a bit of a quandary.

“Sean, let go. I’ll get you some water. I’ll

don’t

Sean didn’t let go of

it made me feel a little hot. He couldn’t have a fever all the time. If he had

I wanted to break free of his hand, Sean raised his arm and held me in his arms. His thin lips were steaming, “I miss you. Don’t go. Don’t leave me.”

voice was full of attachment.

could only pat him on the chest.

“Really?”

his eyes closed and

“Well, really.”

said that, Sean didn’t let me go. He held me. I heard

this time. But I heard him say, “I love you. I didn’t say it before,

to think about who he was talking to.

Was he talking

was

When I doubted, I heard Sean say, “don’t divorce. Let’s not divorce. I love you.”

This sentence made

not divorce.

Was he talking to me?

I suddenly thought Sean was pretending to be sick and lying to me.

ears, let alone believe him easily.