President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 382

Simon, who didn’t want to interfere, couldn’t stand it.

He came and said, “Michelle, let them in.”

“You’re helping them. This woman...”

“Come on, don’t make trouble in the hospital. It’s disgraceful.” Simon was fretful.

I could see from his expression that he didn’t like Michelle.

Sean took me and I went in with them.

In the ward, James was in the only bed. He was intubated. His hands were being injected and there were countless medical devices next to him.

His eyes were closed and his face was wrinkled and his skin was sallow.

In fact, I met him not long ago, but James seemed to have suddenly aged by several decades.

Lester asked Sean, “is grandpa asleep?”

“You have to call him great-grandpa.” I reminded him.

Now Lester called Sean dad. So he should call James great-grandpa.

James opened his eyes when he heard us talking. He saw Lester and he opened his cracked lips. “Lester, here you are.”

His voice was hoarse and weak.

Lester nodded.

Sean brought in a chair. Lester sat in a chair and looked at James. “Grandpa, great-grandpa, what’s the matter with you?”

Lester changed the name.

“I’m ill.” James said. He understood why he called him that.

“Then you should listen to the doctor’s advice and take injection and medicine. You’ll be well soon!”

Lester was young. In his world, he didn’t know that there were many kinds of diseases.

He thought James had a cold and a fever. As long as he took medicine and had an injection, he would recover.

After listening to him, James couldn’t help smiling. “OK, I’ll listen to the doctor.”

“OK.” Lester nodded. He reached out and touched James’s hand. “I’ll see you when you are well.”

“OK.” James nodded.

When he spoke, his old eyes became moist.

After a long time, he looked up at us and said, “Sean, Becky.”

“Grandpa.”

Sean was close to him and I was standing there.

I looked at James. To be honest, I was sorry. I didn’t hurt him but it started with me.

I did have something to do with it.

I looked at James and said, “Grandpa Jessop, I’m sorry.”

James looked up at me and opened his mouth. “I don’t blame you. I did those things, so I should be ready to be discovered.”

“Grandpa, don’t think too much. I’m looking for Ming. I will ask him to apologize to you.”

Sean said.

James shook his head. “No, I know he has a grudge. I know his mother better than you. He may not live well after I left, or he wouldn’t do it.”

James reminded me of what Ming said that night.

Was it true?

Did Ming really have such a miserable childhood?

Neither of us spoke.

James looked at the three of us and said, “I’m dying. I can’t care about the future. You can do whatever you want.”

“Great-grandpa, where are you going?”