President's Substitute Wife

Sorry.

He apologized to me before, but at this moment, I was relieved.

I raised my hand and gently hugged him and replied, "it's all over."

It was all over.

I hoped everything would be OK in the future.

Three days after that day, Lester was all right and discharged safely.

Because he was going to primary school in September, I sent him to preschool.

He had to study a few months before going to primary school.

Lester was obedient.

On my third day in preschool, when I went to pick him up, the teacher told me, "Lester is very smart. Although many things are learned for the first time, he has mastered them faster than other students."

I just smiled and said, "he's like his father."

Yes, he was like his father.

But I didn't know where Lester's father Sean was now.

He had been missing for months.

I couldn't help but despair.

Was Sean really going to hide from me for the rest of his life?

I had no news of him. Every morning I had hope when I opened my eyes, but I despaired when I went to bed at night.

I didn't know how long I would be like this.

Soon Lester went to primary school.

On the first day of school, when I sent Lester to the gate of primary school, other children were sent by their parents.

Lester looked around. Although he didn't say it, I knew that he must be missing Sean.

I squatted down and said, "Lester, Dad will be back soon after he's cured."

Lester shook his head. "It's OK, mom. I'm a primary school student now. I can protect you."

I knew he didn't think Sean would come back.

In fact, sometimes, I thought so.

But I insisted, "Dad will be back soon."

"OK."

Lester nodded.

But I could see that there was some confusion and distrust in his eyes.

I didn't believe it. How could I expect a child to believe it?

I went to work in the company.

I just made a cup of coffee and sat for less than five minutes, and Chloe ran in and said, "Becky, someone's coming to see you." "Let him in."

I didn't care and thought it was a customer.

Chloe shook her head. "She's in the conference room. You'd better go there."

When she said that, I felt something was wrong.

I looked up at Chloe, who was holding the door, and asked her, "who is it?"

"You'd better go there." Chloe finished and ran.

Was that Sean?

When I thought about it, I felt like I was really crazy. When a client came to me, I thought of him.

Besides, how could he be here?

We redecorated the previous house. Now Linda and I were working upstairs, and everyone else was downstairs.

I went downstairs and stood outside the door and could see inside.

I froze when I saw who it was.

It was Diana!

It was weird Diana came to me!

I turned and wanted to leave. Then Diana saw me. She immediately ran out and said, "Becky, Becky, I come to you. Don't go!"

Her voice was a little loud, and several colleagues nearby looked over.

But I didn't want to go into the conference room. I stood at the door and looked at her warily and asked, "I don't think I have anything to do with you. What do you want?" Diana was not angry at all. She smiled and said, "come in. I have something to tell you."

"Let's just say here. After all, we had a bad time before. What if you hit yourself and frame me?"

In fact, there were cameras in the conference room.

But I said it on purpose.

Actually, I was not afraid of Diana hitting me. I was afraid I couldn't help beating her.

Diana was a little embarrassed. "No, no, come in and I'll tell you."

She seemed afraid I wouldn't go in, so she added, "I'm begging you."

"What?"

I could hardly believe my ears.

Diana was begging me.

I stood at the door and hesitated for a moment and went in. After all, there were many people in the company. She wouldn't hurt me.

And I wanted to know what she wanted to do.

I went in and sat in the chair. I didn't speak and waited for her to speak first.

Diana looked at me and apologized, "I'm sorry about what I did to your mother before."

I still didn't speak.

She had done wrong for more than 30 years. A few months ago she was still unrepentant. Now she admitted she was wrong?

I didn't believe it.

"I'm so angry," Diana said awkwardly. "I just thought your mother did something wrong. But now I know Nelson did it wrong. He lied to me and your mother. It's all his fault. Your mother and I are both women. I shouldn't have embarrassed her."

"Did you just embarrass her?" I looked at Diana and said angrily, "you know what you did to my mother. Do you only apologize?"

I didn't even want to talk about it, but now Diana said it, so I couldn't help saying it.

Diana was not angry at all. She lowered her head and said, "it's all my fault. It's the past. I can't pay for your mother's pain for so many years now, but if she needs treatment in the future, all the expenses will be paid by our family!"

Diana's words made me more suspicious.

I looked at her and asked, "why on earth did you come to me? Just say it. I'm busy."

With that, I stood up and wanted to leave.

Diana immediately said, "I have something to tell you."

"Say it." I sat back and watched her.

Diana looked at me and faltered, "Nelson is ill."

"Go to the hospital."

"We have been to the hospital. He has leukemia." I seemed to understand. She looked at me and said awkwardly, "I want you to do bone marrow matching. After all, you are his own daughter."

I burst out laughing. "Are you kidding me? You and your husband, Mr. Lewis, hurt my mother. Now you say I'm his own daughter. Are you not ashamed?"

I said, "and you should go to Cindy, shouldn't you?"

Cindy failed so they came to me?

I guessed so.