President's Substitute Wife

Chapter 491 Our baby is from artificial insemination

When I packed my things and got to the hospital gate, there were a lot of people standing there.

Most of them were elderly women.

I could see that in this town, except for the people who worked in the hospital, most of them were old people.

There hadn’t been anything new in the town for a long time. Now Cindy was here. Everyone was here to join us.

When I got there, Cindy said, “Miss Jones, I’ve been with Sean for many years. Since he doesn’t want to see me, he won’t want to see you. You won’t change anything.”

Cindy was smart. She said these words to me in the local language.

She wanted to make it known to everyone around her.

She thought the people in the small town would speak for her just like those middle-aged women in the country.

But an old woman said, “love can’t be forced. Sometimes, the right feelings come late.”

“The most important thing is to get along.”

“I think you two little girls are wasting your life here. There are more meaningful things in life. You should not be here.”

People around us said.

They all became life mentors.

Cindy listened and looked unhappy.

It didn’t go in the direction she thought it would.

It was good for me.

I looked at her and smiled. “People here are smart. Do you think they’re the same as the gossipy middle-aged women?”

“So what?” Cindy wasn’t happy, but she said, “Sean won’t want to see you since he doesn’t want to see me.” Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“Not necessarily.” I smiled.

I watched the hospital door open in front of me and there were people coming in and out. Why was Cindy standing at the door?

I was going in.

I didn’t know where Sean lived, but there was a bodyguard standing in front of a building. I recognized him as one of the bodyguards in the manor at a glance.

I walked over and he recognized me. He was a little surprised, but he called out, “Miss Jones.”

“I’m going in.” I said calmly.

I thought he would let me in, but I didn’t expect him to stand and say, “Mr. Jessop said that no one, including you, could enter.”

“What?” I didn’t believe it.

“Yes, Mr. Jessop said before that you might come. If you come, you can’t go in like Miss Lewis.”

“...”

Sean did expect it.

I looked behind the bodyguard. Behind him was the corridor and a bodyguard. I couldn’t break through.

I hesitated and asked, “how’s Sean doing?”

“I don’t know.” The bodyguard replied.

I looked up at the bodyguard. There was no extra expression on his face. Obviously, he didn’t lie.

I looked around.

This courtyard wall was a very common brick wall, which was more than two meters high. It didn’t work.

After thinking for a while, I said to the bodyguard, “since I’m not allowed in, I’ll leave. Would you please don’t tell Sean that I’ve been here?”

If he didn’t know, I may be able to do something.

If he knew, I couldn’t do anything.

The bodyguard looked at me and hesitated and nodded.

I was afraid he was perfunctory. I put my hands together and asked him, “please don’t say anything.”

“Well, I see.”

The bodyguard promised again.

I felt relieved.

When I came out, Cindy stood at the door and looked at me and laughed, “I thought you could make it. You’re kicked out, too.”

I looked at Cindy and I was not angry. I asked her, “Miss Lewis, you are a famous lady in York. I remember when we first met, you were gentle with me. Why do you become like this?”

Cindy was really different from her in my memory.

At that time, she was gentle and polite. She spoke politely and was kind.

I felt guilty for my actions.

But she became like this.

Cindy didn’t care. “Do you want me to do that? I pretended to be kind and gentle all these years, so you and Sean used me again and again. You made up and kicked me out. When you needed me, he married me. What am I? No famous lady is as miserable as me!”

“Didn’t he make it clear to you before you got married?”

I heard Cindy say that and I was a little guilty. But Sean said before that he made it clear to her.

Didn’t Cindy figure it out?

Cindy raised the brim on her head. “What? If you love a man and he says he’s forced to marry you and you can’t be a real couple, will you agree?”

Cindy’s question froze me.

My answer was simple.

Yes, I would.

Sometimes, love was such a sick thing. It was like a bamboo basket in the water. It looked full, but you knew you were going to have nothing and you were willing to look at it.

You wanted to believe that you hada basket of water.

I said, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry? Becky! I hate you!” Cindy looked at me and said angrily, “can you leave? Go far and give Sean to me, will you?”

She picked up her bag and smashed it at me.

This bag was a small basket with no zipper on it.

Everything in it fell out.

There were her cell phone, purse, tissue and so on.

I saw one of the things on the ground stand out.

It was like a card bag with a picture inside.

In the picture was a family of three.

I could see that the man was Sean and the woman was Cindy.

And there was a little kid between them.

I judged from Sean’s appearance that this picture was taken several years ago.

And this kid...

I couldn’t help bending down and picking up the picture.

I didn’t know the baby’s gender, but it had long eyelashes and looked like a little girl.

Her eyes...

Was she...

Cindy snatched the photo from my hand and put it in the back with some vigilance.

I was confused. I looked at her in disbelief, “the baby...”

Cindy looked down. “I begged Sean.”

“What do you mean?”

I looked at Cindy, and I didn’t understand what she said, but I seemed to understand.

Cindy took the bag to the front and looked down at the picture and was sad. “Sean and I got this baby through artificial insemination.”

She looked up at me and said, “that’s what I married him for.”