The CEO’s Surrogate Wife

The doctor can only hurry in. After examining Miya, he immediately tells Anson, "The patient has regained some senses. As long as the person she cares about speaks more to her, she can wake up."

Anson is very happy when he hears that Miya has regained some senses, but when he hears the other words later, he puts on a bitter smile.

Unfortunately, the person Miya cares about is not him. Otherwise, he will be able to save her.

"Is there another way?" Anson's voice has become a little hoarse.

The doctor can only remain silent at this time, because speaking at this time is simply courting death.

However, someone comes to report John's arrival.

Anson is surprised. He really wants to settle the score with John, but so far, only he can save Miya.

"Let him in." Since John comes here, he must make good use of him.

The two men gather in the living room, their gazes filled with killing intent.

Anson carefully looks at the man in front of him. He has an arrogant aura. As an unknown teacher from the orphanage, he has an indescribable charm.

in the room on the

is to say, John has finally thought it through and is willing to save Miya. Although Anson doesn't like him, he

he woke up

that this is just a duty to save people. Moreover, only by saving that person can he stay out of

trying to convince

his worried expression, Anson finds it unbelievable. Although John doesn't seem to care about her, why does he actually see his

doesn't want other men to get close to Miya. But now, for Miya's life, he has to

floor. He sees a few bodyguards

some reason, when he arrives at the

woman is about to

his thoughts. He has never been so nervous before, but right now, he feels somewhat depressed, as if something important is

is about to open the door and enter,

this room, you should pretend to be her favorite man Alex, and keep asking her to stay by your side..." Anson doesn't

looks exactly like Alex. He doesn't know why, but when he thinks about how Miya cares about another man who looks exactly like him, he feels a sense of suppression in the chest as if

an indifferent and calm expression. Instead of answering Anson, he

closed, and the sunlight gently caresses her face. For some reason, it looks harmonious. He has a sense of deja vu,

is almost immersed in the beautiful scene, but soon his expression returns to normal. He walks to