President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 260

“I’m fine.” I lowered my eyes and looked at the wound on my hand.

My heart hurt.

So I couldn’t even feel the pain in my fingers.

Ming took a band aid out of his pocket and put it on me. He accused me, “you’re a designer. The designer’s hand is as important as the face.”

I looked down slightly.

Ming seemed to realize my frustration. He patted me on the head. “Can’t you forget him?”

I didn’t speak. I didn’t even change my face.

But my heart couldn’t fool me.

Ming held me in his arms and patted me on the back. “I know I’m not him, and I can’t be him, but I will do my best to you. There will never be a third person between us.”

This was the best promise for me.

There would never be a third person between us.

It was like a sarcastic remark about Sean and me.

There was always a third person between him and me.

So our relationship was so crowded and awkward.

Ming could always find a good point and let me persuade myself to let go.

I was in his arms.

The warmth of Ming was like the sunshine at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. It was warm but it didn’t burn me.

Maybe this was the best.

I made up my mind and hugged him, “give me time. I will certainly forget him.”

“Take your time.”

With that, I felt a kiss fall on my head.

It was very light.

I shivered a little, but I didn’t refuse.

When Ming was cleaning up the debris underground, I looked at the black coffee cup. I thought about it for a while and decided to put it aside on the cupboard.

In case Sean came back, then...

Oh, he said he would not come again.

My hand holding the cup was hanging in the air. I didn’t know whether to pick it up or to put it down.

“Is this Sean’s cup? I’ll take it back to him when I have time.”

Ming came up and took the cup in my hand and put it back in the original box.

He always seemed to know what I was thinking.

I saw his face swollen. I thought Sean just hit him. I walked quickly and put my hand less than a centimeter from his face. I asked him with concern, “does it hurt? Let me help you with some ice.”

The refrigerator in the studio had ice making function.

I took some ice out of the fridge, and then I took Ming’s handkerchief and laid it for him.

He sat on the sofa and I sat by. I applied the ice carefully.

He frowned slightly and I quickly took it away. “I’m sorry. I’ll be gentle.”

“No, I just want to see if you care about me.” Ming looked at me. His eyes were soft and clear through the lenses.

I blushed a little.

I slowly put the ice on for him.

But because it was summer, the ice soon melted and soaked the handkerchief, and the cold water drops came down from it.

“I’ll change some.”

I got up and went to the sink. I pour out the ice in my handkerchief. Then I went to the fridge and decided to get some more ice.

Ming suddenly came up and put his hands around my body. He put his chin on my shoulder.

“Ming…”

I was stunned and stopped.

His voice came from my ear, “I used to humour Sean, but I will not humour him about you from now on.”

His voice was as soft as ever.