Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute novel Chapter 140

In mid-March, Starry could finally take off the splint on her legs and lose the crutch, but couldn't stand or move very much yet.

The case of last year's car crash would go to trial in about April, but the Richards still couldn't find Starry.

Izabella expected Starry to go back to Araria in April, but she told her that there was no need to hurry.

In fact, Starry had been living in her hometown for over two months.

Izabella had a grim sense of foreboding. "Starry, are you not coming back ever?"

Starry froze a second. "Why would you think that? That's impossible."

Why wouldn't she come back?

Izabella relieved a little as she heard the answer. "Are you working on a new book?"

"Yes, I have just started it."

"Well, then it's good for you to live there. It's a quiet small town."

Izabella found an excuse for Starry, who licked her lips and changed the subject, "How did your date go in new year?"

Izabella was already twenty-eight years old. Although her parents didn't need her to marry an business ally, it bothered them so much that she had been single for so long, so they arranged a couple of dated for her during the new year holiday.

Izabella was fumed about the topic. "Don't even mention it. Those people look older than Filip. I don't like them!"

They all look like a copy of Filip, boring Izebella to death.

She found it exhausting to even talk to them, let alone date them.

She wasn't as patient as Starry!

Starry smiled. "To be objective, Filip was an eligible man. Many it girls in Araria City die to become Mrs. Pearson."

"I don't care what they like. I'm not interested."

Izabella sniffed and said, "Starry, what about I come visit you?"

Starry paused and said, "Don't you have two important interviews coming recently?"

"Oh, yeah, then when will you come back? I miss that pastry you make so much!"

Starry looked out of the window and at the sky. "April, I guess."

With the holiday coming, she should really go back there.

Izabella counted her fingers. "Twelve days to go!"

"Yeah."

Izabella ended the conversation, worried that she was disturbing her.

After hanging up the phone, Starry walked to the balcony.

It had been dark and raining for five days in a row, leaving the clothes all wet.

As her mind wandered, there came knocks on the door, which was Grandma Dolores inviting her over for dinner.

Starry stopped the thoughts, went inside, closed the window and left for dinner.

Wyatt came by unexpectedly on March 25.

By the time he came, Starry had been sitting before the computer for over two hours.

The stuffy cloudy days left the room dim. She didn't turn on the light. The phone screen was beaming noticeably.

Starry glimpsed at the phone, which showed a message from Wyatt.

"Are you busy?"

"Yes."

She stared at the monotonous word "Yes" on the screen and then thought for a while before texting "My brain is striking."

"How would you like about cup of coffee?"

A string of knocks followed the message.

Starry froze for a second before she realized what's happening. She rose up to open the door with a smile on her face.

Wyatt was standing right at the door.

The city wasn't cold in March, and it had got warmer lately.

Wyatt was dressed in light clothes, with a white lettered T-shirt covered in a tea green long-sleeved shirt, almond suit pants with good drape, and a pair of white casual leather shoes.

He showed up with a refreshing aura.