Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 207 I'll come to you tonight

Doctor Atkins has heard the person "Jackie" more than once, after only two months, she heard such a

person from Starry's mouth, naturally is some emotions.

Starry pursed her lips, she hardly ever went out, just didn't want to run into Jackie again.

But Jackie pushed her again and again, and she didn't know what Jackie really wanted.

Doctor Atkins, fearing that Starry would continue to think about this man, spoke up and changed the

subject: "How is Edward doing?"

"Much better, but the injury is unclear, should not be able to get out of the hospital without a month or

two."

"I read online that this time it was not an accident, it was man-made, and the police have arrested the

suspect, really?"

Starry collected his thoughts and smiled a little: "Really, the day before I came back, the police caught

the suspect, a handyman staff member of the crew."

Doctor Atkins nodded a little and talked to her again about Starry's recent history.

An hour later, Starry's test results came out, Doctor Atkins looked at them, "I see that you are in a lot

better shape, but this time the results are worse than last time, those text messages still have a

significant impact, you call the police and give the other side a warning."

More words, Doctor Atkins did not say.

She asked Starry to call the police, and not just a doctor's advice, but also the love of knowing each

other for so many years.

She admires Starry, and she believes that Starry's current low is only temporary, and that sooner or

later she will cross this gloom and come to the sunlight, embrace the future and have a better life.

"Well, thank you, Doctor Atkins."

After leaving Benevo Psychiatric Hospital, Starry sat in the car for twenty minutes, looking at her test

results this time, and she raised her hand to cover her face.

She has actually tried very hard.

Starry returned to the villa just as the takeaway arrived.

She couldn't eat more after a few bites, sat on the couch for a while, then took the medicine out and ate

it.

Starry packed up the takeaway and put it aside, and the man sat on the sofa, a little lost in thought.

Doctor Atkins' words and the contents of the three text messages intersected inside his head, and five

minutes later, Starry closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Doctor Atkins was right, she had to call the police.

She has already indulged Jackie enough, again and again, and if she lets Jackie go on like this, she

will only suffer more.

Starry is not a procrastinator, she is decisive when she has made a decision to do something.

In her situation today, it would be easy for things to go public if she called the police, but she doesn't

want too many people to know about her current situation.

Thinking of this, a person instantly came to her mind - Filip .

Filip already knows her situation, and with his character, he won't go around saying it.

Starry hesitated for only two seconds before taking out his cell phone and calling Filip.

At this time, it was just about lunch break.

Starry this call is quite a coincidence, Filip just after the fury, several executives from his office out, the

face are blue and white hard to see.

The phone on the desktop suddenly rang, and the man at the desk leaned back in his chair with no

expression, half-heartedly without the intention of answering the phone.

After about five seconds, Filip glanced at the phone, and when he saw the caller ID, his dark eyes

moved, and the cold emotions in the depths instantly dispersed.

He reached out, picked up the phone and answered it, "Starry?"

"It's me."

"Something?"

He raised his eyebrows lightly, with a few moments of surprise.

"I have something that I want to ask you for, are you free tonight? I'll treat you to dinner."

Starry got straight to the point.

Filip loosened a collar button: "I have a dinner party tonight, if you don't mind, invite me for a late

dinner."

"It's not an urgent matter, if you're busy, when you're free."

Filip, however, did not intend to wait until he was free, he directly hammered the point home: "I will

come to you tonight, please help me cook a bowl of noodles."

His tone was bland, but with a few unquestionable certainty, Starry did not say anything else: "Okay,

then I will not bother you."

With that, she hung up the phone.

Filip listened to the busy tone inside the phone, felt a few points better mood, raised his hand and

pressed the inside line.

Just as he finished his rant, Austin stood in front of the open office door with a stern look on his face: Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Mr. Pearson, you wanted to see me?"

Austin knocked on the door before lifting his leg and heading inside.

Filip gave him a look, "For the evening meal, I want to leave the venue by nine o'clock."

Austin looked at Filip and was a little surprised to see his face much calmer, and was even more

stunned to hear him say that, but he quickly responded, "I understand, Mr. Pearson."

"There's nothing more to do, so get out."

Austin did a good job of coming in to take the heat, but I didn't expect Filip to make such a flippant

remark.

Out of the office, Austin pinched his thigh, if not painful, he wondered if he was dreaming.

Starry wasn't surprised when Filip agreed to be so quick.

Filip the person, in fact, is not as bad as outsiders say.

She put her phone down and glanced out the window, intending to go downstairs to paint after three

o'clock, when the sun was a little milder.

It was a nice day with just the right amount of May wind.

Starry picked an angle, intending to paint that just-built glass flower house.

When she paints, her mood can be much calmer, she doesn't have to think about those things, and

time passes quickly, it's 6pm in the blink of an eye.

Filip came over for a late night snack and ordered noodles, she didn't want to eat too much for dinner

and fried herself a bowl of fried rice with eggs.

Filip came sooner than Starry thought. She originally thought he would come at ten o'clock, but she

didn't expect the doorbell to ring when the movie was only half over.

She paused the movie and went downstairs to open the door.

The black business car is parked in front of the door and Filip is standing in front of it.

Starry opened the door, "Been drinking?"

Filip nodded, "Had a drink."

Not much.

"Stomach ache?"

This time he shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."

With that, after a pause, Filip added, "A little uncomfortable."

Starry understood, Filip has a stomach problem, drank wine, of course, stomach discomfort.

The two went upstairs one after the other, Starry made him a cup of warm water with honey as usual,

"I'll cook the noodles."

Filip reached out to take the honey water, Starry was going to put it on the table, did not expect him to

reach out to pick it up, the man's hand was mostly over the back of her hand, Starry hand

subconsciously let go, over her hand also let go, the cup was not bound, directly to the floor.

"Thud", the cup filled with honey water hit the floor with a dull thud, water splashed up, some hit the

back of Starry's feet, most fell on Filip's feet.

His suit pants were nearly ten centimeters wet, and his already dark pants, seeping with water, were

even darker in color.