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.”

closed the door.

closed, I heard a muffled sound in the corridor. I hesitated

saw Sean lying on the ground

“Sean!”

his face with my hand. But I found his skin very

I touched his forehead and neck and found that Sean was having a high

name and opened his eyes. I was sure Sean was really

I hesitated for a moment. I didn’t think he could lie here. I dragged him inside but he was too heavy. I tried

could only call security and asked him

him

phone and wanted someone to take

looking at the phone, I was

ask

I didn’t have a phone number for anyone Sean knew except Molly.

thermometer showed that his

I didn’t understand. Why didn’t he go to the hospital and come to my house when

didn’t think too much. I couldn’t go against my heart. I was afraid something would happen to him.

an

get a basin of water to help him cool

about to leave, he grabbed me. “Don’t go.”

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

get you some water. I’ll be right back.”

“No, don’t go...”

Sean didn’t let go of my hand after I explained.

all the time. If he had a fever in my house and became stupid,

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.”

His voice was

was pounding. But I was worried about him and could only pat him on the chest. “I’ll

“Really?”

I could understand him, though he had his

“Well, really.”

me go. He

it this time. But I heard him say, “I love you.

over him to think

Was he talking to me?

That was impossible.

Sean say, “don’t

This sentence made my heart thump!

Let’s not

Was he talking to me?

Sean was pretending to be

my ears, let