Six Years of being a Substitute Girlfirend

He helped me up, looked me up and down and then noticed the several bleeding wounds on my calves. He felt so sorry that his tone began to tremble.

"How did you get it? How did you get so many wounds? Why didn't you call me?"

He seemed to have completely forgotten about what happened at the birthday party.

I remained silent, unsure whether I should remind him and uncover his mask of disguised affection.

"Be good, don't cry. I'll apply medicine for you."

He kissed me on the forehead and got up to get the medicine box.

"You're so bad at taking care of yourself, what will you do without me?"

I stared blankly at his back.

Yeah, what should I do without him?

I pursued him for twenty-two years, inseparable for six years.

However, what I wanted was never a false dream or a false you!

I could not sleep.

I woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, then I crawled out of Jarvis' arms and sat barefoot on the bay window to look at the moon.

I did not know when I fell asleep, but in the next morning, I woke up when Jarvis picked me up.

He smiled helplessly and asked, "Why are you sitting in front of the window instead of sleeping on the bed? And you're not even wearing any clothes ...."

Before he could finish his words, his expression suddenly changed. "Why is your body hot?"

I was in a daze, my mind was a mess and I did not want to answer.

I felt a cold sensation as he placed his palm on my forehead.

He furrowed his brows, then immediately wrapped me in the blanket and started to change his clothes without saying a word. He took my clothes and put them on me.

I weakly raised my hand and pushed him away. "I can do it myself, you, you help me get a cold towel."

I felt my tongue getting tangled as I spoke.

Jarvis easily pushed my hand away and said, "How many times have I helped you put on your clothes? Are you embarrassed because you're sick?"

After helping me change my clothes forcefully, he carried me onto the car and headed to the hospital.

Just when queuing for registration, Noelle walked in with red eyes and happened to meet Jarvis' eyes, speechless.

"Jarvis ...."

Jarvis' face changed and he immediately left the queue, holding onto her shoulders and asking nervously, "What happened?"

"I'm so clumsy, I burn my hand while cooking beef steak," she spoke as she lifted her sleeve, revealing the redness and swelling on her arm.

A sense of worry appeared in his eyes. He lifted her arm and blew it delicately.

"From now on, don't do this kind of rough work anymore. You can tell me whatever you want to eat," he said.

Noelle nodded, tears turning into laughter.

"Jarvis, you're the only one who will treat me so well."

The man raised his hand and rubbed her head. "Silly girl, of course, I'll treat you well."

She smiled coquettishly and glanced at me who was sitting on the bench.

But he seemed to have forgotten about me. He queued up for her to register and had a warm chitchat. He did not even look back at me until he left.

See, this was the difference between a substitute and the real person.

No matter how affectionate his attitude might be to me, as soon as Noelle appeared, I, as a substitute, would disappear into nothingness.

I smiled bitterly at myself, then I forced myself to stand up, lined up for registration and went to the outpatient department.

My fever was too high and my body was too weak so I needed IV fluids to get better.

I forced myself to endure the dizziness and went to get the medicine, then to the infusion point.

I was so tired during the infusion that I fell asleep.

I did not know how long I slept until I was woken up by a little boy next to me.

"Miss, why didn't your family or your boyfriend accompany you to the hospital? You just lost blood while sleeping. My mom called the nurse for you. But we have to leave now. It's very dangerous for you to be alone."