Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute novel Chapter 175

Starry looked down at Filip, who was crouching in front of her, and she looked back a bit, pursed her lips, and whispered "thank you".

Filip put everything aside, "I'll hold you."

"No need."

She shook her head and got up by holding his arm, "I can walk."

She could walk, she just felt cold.

With that, she released her hand and lifted her legs out of the ski slope.

Filip got up and followed, he didn't say a word, he just followed Starry's holy behind.

Starry is still wearing a short cotton jacket, the temperature inside the ski resort and the temperature outside the ski resort a day and a place.

Filip took off his jacket right after he stepped out of the ski slope, but Starry didn't feel the heat at all.

She then walked all the way out in her cotton clothes, surrounded by tourists coming and going.

This weather in the early twenties, say cold, say hot, a thin long shirt on the line.

Who knows there are people wearing cotton clothes, people passing by naturally can not help but look more Starry.

Originally attracted only by Starry's not quite weather-appropriate dress, but seeing her face, many people subconsciously marveled.

It's so beautiful.

Beautiful people, even with a frown, are also beautiful.

If Starry hadn't been accompanied by a stranger, Filip, someone would have gone up to him and asked for contact information.

Filip's eyes coldly swept over those foolish passersby, his thick brows furrowed, he was somewhat offended by their gawking at Starry.

However Starry couldn't notice this at all, she was walking a little fast all the way, yet she didn't know where she was supposed to go.

She just wanted to walk faster, away from the snowfield, away from Jackie, away from the sounds.

But she walked a long way, those voices always lingered inside her ears, lingering.

"You killed Sebastian! You're a murderer!"

"You murderer, why do you still live so peacefully!"

"It's because of you that Sebastian was unable to call for help and was trapped inside and burned alive!"

"Why did you drop his phone! If you didn't drop his phone, he wouldn't have died!"

Starry, who had been walking forward, suddenly stopped, and Filip subconsciously walked up to her and tried to get her to take off her cotton jacket.

However, before he could say anything, Starry took one look at him and suddenly covered his ears and squatted down.

The desperation in the deep lake colored eyes made his heart flutter, Filip hastily crouched down and raised his hand to land on Starry's shoulder.

He hesitated, but pulled her into his arms.

Holding the person, Filip just heard her crying.

"I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry-"

She apologized over and over again, her hands over her ears, a pained and desperate expression on her face.

Filip tried to break her hand, but found her covering it tightly.

"Starry."

He forcefully broke her hands covering her ears and lifted her face with both hands, forcing her to look at himself.

Starry's eyes are red, tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes, his eyelashes wet with tears, a teardrop stained on them.

"Filip ."

She called out to him, her hand clutching his arm in a death grip, like a dying man clutching at the last straw.

The fragile voice just fell, the eyelashes fluttered, and the teardrop on it fell, dripping on Filip's index finger.

Hot.

Filip feels that his heart is caught by her, she is not good, he is no better.