President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 254

When I finished, his eyes were dim. I was afraid he misunderstood me, so I smiled and added, “since my parents left me, I realized that they were right.”

“Your parents...”

“My parents died in an air crash.”

I spoke with a flat expression and I was not sad.

It was not because I was not talking about myself.

Before that, I had thought about how I would tell others if this happened to me.

I thought I would never cry or show too much pain.

Sean looked at me and was silent for a long time before he said, “I’m sorry. I don’t know that.”

“It’s okay. These are all things of the past. People need to look forward.”

I put down the papers in my hands. My cell phone rang.

It was David.

I talked to him on the phone about the project.

When I hung up and looked up, I saw that Sean had finished his coffee. He stood by the sink and washed the cup.

I was stunned by the action.

This seemed to be the first time I had seen Sean wash.

This action made my heart ache.

He and Cindy should be happy.

If a man like Sean could wash his coffee cup after drinking it, he must have a good relationship with his wife.

He washed the cup and looked up at me.

I turned around and took out my cell phone and pretended to dial.

But I couldn’t suppress my sadness.

“I’m going back to the company.” Sean’s voice came from the sink.

“OK.” I reluctantly smiled and looked at him, “President Jessop, goodbye.”

Sean opened the door and left.

I didn’t have to suppress my mood. I squatted in the corner and put my face between my knees.

I had endless regrets.

I really shouldn’t have come to York.

I thought I forgot him but I didn’t know until I saw him.

I didn’t forget him. I just couldn’t see him so I didn’t miss him for the moment.

“Happy broken pupa, gorgeous new impulse...”

My cell phone rang.

This was my personal number.

There were usually only two people who called me at this number. One was Murray and the other was Ming.

And this was Ming’s phone number.

I answered the phone. He said first, “where are you? I just went to the work place you said. Someone said you just moved out in the morning.”

“Yes, Sean found me a studio. I can’t refuse him, so I’m here.”

I wouldn't hide anything from Ming.

I told Ming the address.

Soon, he came with a lunch box.

There were three dishes in it.

It had to be said that Ming’s cooking was very delicious. These years, when he lived in Sceaux, even Lester loved his cooking.

I had been proud of my cooking for years, but I was not as good as him.

“You are hungry. Eat before you work.” Ming said as he took out the cutlery wrapped in a handkerchief.

“Thank you.”

I sat down and took my chopsticks and ate.

Ming looked around at the house. “It’s very good here. Sean really takes care of you.”