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.

heard a muffled sound in the corridor. I

on the ground with his

“Sean!”

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

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

I called his name and opened his eyes. I was

didn’t think he could lie here. I dragged him inside but he was too heavy. I tried my best to move him a little.

I could only call security and asked him to drag Sean into my room.

We put him on

I picked up the phone and wanted

But looking at the phone,

Who could I ask to take him away?

I didn’t have a phone number for anyone

The thermometer showed that his temperature was 39.5 degrees Celsius.

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

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

made an

doctor came, I wanted to get a basin of water to help

as soon as I was about to leave, he grabbed me. “Don’t go.”

who was unconscious. I was in

I’ll get you some water. I’ll be

“No, don’t go...”

Sean didn’t let go of my hand after

made me feel a little hot. He couldn’t have a fever all the time. If he had a fever in my house and became

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 full of attachment.

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

“Really?”

he had his eyes closed and he

“Well, really.”

He held me. I heard him say a

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

I leaned over him to think about who he was talking

Was he talking

That was impossible.

“don’t divorce. Let’s not divorce. I

This sentence made my heart thump!

not

Was he talking to me?

thought Sean was pretending to be sick and lying to

my ears,