President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 303

These footprints made my heart a little nervous.

Was this house sold by Sean? Or...

I went up and rang the doorbell.

There was no answer.

I knocked on the door again and shouted, “Sean, are you in there?”

Then I put my ears on the door.

After a few minutes I heard the soft footsteps. The man seemed to be coming downstairs.

Someone was really there!

Would it be Sean?

I was nervous. When I listened to the sound, the door in front of me suddenly opened!

I fell forward and directly hit the man who opened the door.

But the man who opened the door seemed to be weaker than me. He released the handle and fell back with me.

Half a second later, he fell to the ground, and I fell on him.

I turned around and saw Sean.

Jessop Family didn’t find Sean, but at this moment he was easily found by me.

But he didn’t look like he used to.

He was haggard and drunk. The beard on his face was longer than when I saw him before!

He was wearing pajamas.

I had seen it. I bought it when we lived here five years ago. We also bought a women’s pajama.

Sean opened his eyes. When he saw me, he said nothing. He opened his arms and hugged me.

My head was on his chest.

I didn’t want to do anything. I just wanted time to be still.

I just wanted to be held by him like this.

But the cold wind blew into the room. I thought Sean was only in pajamas. I struggled out of his arms.

I got up and closed the door first.

He lay and looked at the ceiling and seemed to have no intention of getting up.

To be honest, I had never seen such a Sean.

He was decadent and strange.

I came up to him and took his arm and said discontentedly, “Why are you here? Grandpa Jessop is looking for you.”

He glanced at me.

He was silent for a moment and said, “what about you?”

“What?”

“What do you think when you know I’m missing?”

His words froze me.

I didn’t expect him to ask me.

I hesitated for a moment and said, “I’m worried about you, too.”

When I finished, Sean smiled helplessly and said, “but now I am not worthy of your worry at all.”

“What happened?”

I took Sean’s arm and yanked him up.

He sat on the ground and looked at me. His once cold and firm eyes were now in confusion. He was like a tramp.