Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute novel Chapter 123

Saying that Filip didn't seem to be leaving, Starry frowned. "Haven't you been busy, Mr. Pearson?"

Although this was a serious matter, he didn't need to come here in person.

Hearing her words, Filip was stunned. "I am going back to the company. If you need someone to pick you up to the Pearson house, you can call me."

"No need, I can drive there myself."

It was more convenient.

Filip took a look at her. "Okay."

Then, he turned around and left.

Starry did not see him off, it was too cold outside.

After the conversation with Rowan, she went back to the study and couldn't concentrate.

She decided to do it another time. Anyway, she had to go to the Pearson family in the afternoon.

Thinking of this, Starry went downstairs to the kitchen and was about to make some cupcakes.

Frances loved having cupcakes, but she was too old for much sweet food. Martha would always warn her when she had too much.

Therefore, Starry had unconsciously formed a habit of putting less sugar. In that case, the cupcakes wouldn't be too sweet.

She hadn't made any dessert in a long while, since she was in the mood today, she decided to make more and leave some for Isabella.

Soon, two hours had passed. She made herself some simple food for lunch. It was not until two in the afternoon that she packed up the desserts and was about to head to the Pearson family.

Before she left the house, she called the Pearson family's landline phone. It was Martha who answered the phone. Filip had informed Martha about Starry coming over in the afternoon.

Every day at 1:00 in the afternoon, Francis would take a nap until two. And at three, she would have some afternoon tea and take a walk in the garden with Martha.

Starry set off at two and arrived at a quarter to three.

It had been over a year since she was last here. Looking at everything around her so familiar, she couldn't help but sigh.

When Martha saw the desserts, she was carrying, she smiled. "Miss Bradley, you made deserts?"

Starry center herself and smiled, "I didn't have much to do today."

As she said, she handed the deserts to Martha. "How is Frances's sleep?"

Martha took the deserts and sighed, "You know how it had been. She never sleeps well at night. Back then, you would massage for her every day and she would go to bed at 10 and sleep until 6 in the morning. But three months after you moved out, she often wakes up in the middle of the night."

After Frances woke up in the middle of the night, she would sit on the bed and wouldn't call anyone. Several nights when Martha was up to go to the bathroom, she found out she had woken up when she saw the lights on in Frances's room through the door.

Starry lowered her eyes, looking a bit worried. "So, she wakes up at night and can't fall asleep again, right?"

"Exactly. She wakes up at two in the morning and can't fall asleep again. She would sit there alone until the sky gets bright. She often looks listless."

As they talked, Starry saw Frances.

She wore a dark blue sweater with her hair tied up, it was obvious that she looked listless.

Seeing Starry here, Frances's eyes lit up for a moment.

Martha walked over to her and said, "Mrs. Pearson, these are the deserts Miss Bradley made for you."

Frances took a look, expressionless. "Thank you."

Starry knew her well and didn't feel anything special when she saw her cold attitude.

She looked at Frances and smiled, "Mrs. Pearson, I haven't seen you in a long while."

"I haven't seen you in a long while too, Miss Bradley."

Frances took a look at Martha. "Pour Miss Bradley a cup of tea."