President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 467

I went into the room and didn’t sit down. I asked directly, “tell me.”

He went to the sofa and picked up a cup on the table. He poured a cup of tea and sat on the sofa and said to me, “sit.”

I couldn’t refuse and could only sit down.

The room was empty and there were no servants.

But it didn’t seem like nobody had lived here for a long time.

I couldn’t help but think of Erin in this room.

She seemed to disappear after the accident. I had never heard of anything more about her.

When I thought about Erin, Ming said, “I suggest you stop treating Lester. Those antiviral drugs have no effect on him.”

I looked at Ming. His expression was calm.

He sat on the sofa and was lazy when he spoke.

It seemed Lester’s illness had nothing to do with him.

They really had nothing to do with each other. Lester was not his child.

“Then give me the medicine.” I said to Ming.

I thought Ming must have some medicine against this virus.

Ming put two elbows on the armrest of the sofa. His hands crossed in front of his face. He looked at me and his eyes were soft as water. He said, “OK, marry me and let everything go back to the past, and I’ll save Lester.”

“It’s impossible.”

I blurted out.

I couldn’t marry Ming. I wanted to be with Sean. I swore I would not leave Sean.

Now that I had said it, I would do it.

Ming was not surprised. He said slowly, “well, you can go back. Come back to me whenever you decide.”

He was really not worried.

But I couldn’t.

I stood up nervously and looked at him. I hesitated and said, “Ming, Lester is just a child. You can hurt me. Don’t hurt Lester. You can cure him and inject me with what you injected him with.”

I was not afraid of suffering.

As a mother, whenever Lester was suffering, I felt sad and wanted to cry.

I wanted to be sick for Lester, as long as Lester didn’t feel bad.

Ming sat there and smiled. “No, if you are ill, I will be sad.”

“What are you going to do?”

I panicked.

I knew I couldn’t go back like this. Lester would still suffer. That would really hurt my heart.

Ming tilted his head and was calm, “I just said. Marry me.”

I clenched my hands tightly. “No way.”

“Then we don’t have to talk.”

Ming took his cell phone out of his pocket and seemed to be browsing through the text messages. He stopped looking at me.

I was anxious, “Why me? I’m over thirty this year. Women in their thirties are unattractive. I have a son. Why do you like me? There are many beautiful young girls. Why must it be me?”

He looked up at me and asked softly, “have you ever asked Sean about this?”

I was speechless.

Love couldn’t be explained.