Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

This time Filip didn't give an inch and let Starry take him back to the office.

After breakfast, Filip said goodbye to Starry straight away.

The driver is downstairs, no need for Starry to send.

After Filip left, Starry was left alone in the villa.

She began to like the empty silence a little less. Starry went upstairs to get a thin jacket and then also went out the door.

It was still early, and Doctor Atkins had not yet arrived when she arrived at the clinic.

The receptionist made her a cup of Biloxi. Starry doesn't like coffee, and at this point in time, apparently, she had just come over for breakfast, and hot milk was not appropriate.

I can see that the lady at the front desk is still very attentive.

Starry said thank you, and just as he looked up, he saw Doctor Atkins coming through the door.

Doctor Atkins saw her too: "Miss Bradley?"

Starry took a sip of tea, got up and walked over, "Doctor Atkins, good morning."

Doctor Atkins smiled a little, "Good morning."

Starry followed Doctor Atkins into her consulting room. At this hour, the hospital was not yet full of patients.

Doctor Atkins sat her down while wearing his white coat: "You look well today, how did you sleep last night?" "It's pretty good."

Starry's voice was a little muffled as he spoke, and Doctor Atkins' hand flipped through his chart for a moment: "What, a cold?"

"Well, I accidentally got caught in the rain two days ago."

Doctor Atkins heard Starry's words and sensed that something was wrong. Starry is a full-time writer and works at home by herself every day, she doesn't like rainy days and hardly ever goes out in the rain, bu now she says she accidentally got wet.

"So careless, did you see a doctor?"

Doctor Atkins didn't ask why, just talked like a family man, chatting and occasionally asking a critical question or two.

Starry also tried to relax herself and answered whatever Doctor Atkins asked her.

Half an hour down the line, Doctor Atkins frowned down a bit.

Starry's situation is not much better, she is now like a time bomb, when to explode, but no one knows.

Doctor Atkins looked at Starry's past medical history on the computer and ran her index finger back and forth over the mouse scroller several times before she spoke, "Are you sure you don't want to try hospitalization?"

Starry was stunned for a moment, "I don't want too many people to know."

If she was hospitalized, there would be no way to completely hide it from Izabella and the girls.

Maybe they already know now, but at least it's not out in the open, and she can still pretend nothing has happened.

"In your case, I would still recommend hospitalization."

Starry shook her head, "I still don't want to be hospitalized."

Doctor Atkins sighed, "Starry, we've known each other for so many years, and you're the most special of all my patients, and I hope you'll always be okay."

Doctor Atkins said, after a pause, "I'll keep you on the prescription, and you'll come to see me twice a week starting this week, okay?" "Good."

From the hospital, Starry did not drive away immediately.

It's a beautiful day, May is here, summer is looking to come, and the wind is blowing over all gentle.

But the assessment she did today turned out to be bad, and Starry knew she had gone back to that dead end.

She folded up the diagnosis and put it inside her bag, raised her hand and pulled her hair up, before driving back to the villa.

In the afternoon, Austin brought some people with her, saying that Filip had arranged workers for her.

Starry also remembered this morning, Filip said about the glass flower house, "Thanks a lot, Austin."

"It's nothing, I'm just bringing people over."

Austin did just bring people over, he brought the workers into the garden, and after Starry talked to the workers, he went back to the office.

Starry was in the kitchen preparing the soup, the phone on the table was vibrating, she didn't notice it, and only when the soup was ready and the time was set did Starry realize that Filip had called himself. She picked up her phone and walked to the balcony where workers were building a glass flower house underneath.

Fast if two days to complete, slow if it takes three days.

The weather is really good today, Starry took the phone and called Filip back, this time, he did not answer the phone.

She didn't care, and moved her computer to the balcony to revise the new article.

It took three days to build the glass flower room, and Starry personally moved the forty-five pots of roses in after it was finished.

The villa area on Sunday was a bit lively, she looked at the roses in that sunshine, more than a week had passed since that day after the heavy rain, the blown off branches and leaves had re-grown, the tender green new leaves with a few vitality.

In the evening Izabella came over and the two of them had a barbecue inside the courtyard.

Tonight the moon is very good, Starry drank some wine, people nestled in that chair, looking up at the night sky.

Izabella watched her from the sidelines, she did not notice before, but now she noticed that Starry often has a smile on her face, but that smile never reaches the bottom.

"Starry, are you all better from the cold?"

"Good all around."

Starry inclined his head to look at her and saw that she was looking straight at him, so he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his face, "What's wrong?" Izabella shook her head, "No, it just makes me happy to look at you."

"Is that so?"

Starry took a sip of his beer and whispered a question down.

Izabella didn't hear it and took out her phone and pointed it at Starry: "Starry, can I take a picture of you?"

Starry wearing a vivid purple dress, just half leaning on the chair, a side of the light hit her body, her whole body is haloed with light, beautiful to say the least.

"I can."

She smiles, casually hooking her bottle and smiling sideways at Izabella.

Izabella pressed the photo button and thought it would be a shame not to send it out to the sun.

She asked Starry, and after getting Starry's permission, she posted the photo on her friend circle.

But a few minutes, Izabella friends circle dynamic has 99 +.

At this time, Filip, who was coming out of the dinner, swiped the photo of Starry sent by Izabella, and he thumbed it, but in half a second, saved the photo.

Starry naturally does not know these things, she and Izabella in the courtyard in the night breeze to stay until 11 pm, both have a sleepy feeling before returning to the villa.

The next day was Monday, and after Starry dropped Izabella off at the office, he went to see Doctor Atkins.

Probably because of the recent good weather, she slept well and looked better, and Doctor Atkins praised her for her good condition.

An hour later, Starry came out of the hospital.

Just after she came out, she received a call from Catherine.

"Starry, something's happened to Edward, do you want to come over?"

Starry's face changed slightly: "What's wrong?"

"The horse got spooked during the shoot and Edward fell off the horse."

Catherine didn't say exactly, but Starry guessed that Edward's injury was unclear: "I know I'll fly over this afternoon."

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to pick you up."

"No, I'll go straight from the airport to the hospital."

"That's fine."

After hanging up the phone, Starry drove straight back to the villa.

She was in a hurry and naturally did not see Lucia sitting inside the black car across the road.