Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Starry drove over by himself, and Wyatt drove over as well.

When the two of them went downstairs, the rain outside had stopped.

The wind is a bit strong at night, the lanterns in the promenade are blown up and swayed by the wind, and the lights are shadowed.

Starry had been silent since she came out of the box, and Wyatt gave her a sideways glance.

The promenade is lit by lanterns on both sides, in addition to overhead lights, which are much brighter than the warm yellow lights inside the boxes.

Wyatt is also this time to see clearly Starry's face, her skin is already white, now in the bright light of the illumination, more through a few of the miserable white.

It's not as simple as a bad night's sleep and heavy circles under the eyes, Starry's face, even if she's wearing makeup, can still be seen as weak.

Starry lifted her bag at her wrist and, noticing Wyatt's gaze, she inclined her head: "Wyatt?"

Her voice is too gentle, in fact, just an ordinary "Wyatt", the next person sounds like a pout.

A side just passing by people heard, can not help but also to the two people looked at the body. Passers-by do not look at it does not matter, a look to find or a recognition.

Both are known to each other.

The passerby remembered those rumors in the circle not long ago, and couldn't help but stammer, it's hard to believe that Starry and Wyatt are really together? Is she so lucky?

Married to Filip in the front, divorced can also find a not as bad as Filip!

Starry also noticed the eyes of the bystanders, she swept a glance, not a person she knew, and withdrew her eyes.

Wyatt frowned: "You have insomnia so bad, have you seen a doctor?"

Starry heard him say this, her eyes narrowed, her thick eyelashes blocked her look: "Read it."

That was all she responded to, clearly not wanting to say much.

Wyatt's lips twitched, but he finally didn't have the heart to ask any more questions.

The two walked out of the promenade and Starry pointed to the black car not far away, "My car is there."

"Go ahead."

Wyatt plunged his hands into his trouser pockets and didn't immediately head for his car, but looked up slightly and gestured for Starry to go over to the car first. "I'll go first then, Wyatt."

"Go back, be safe on the road, and talk to me when you get home."

He said, raising an eyebrow, "Don't forget your appointment for next week."

Starry smiled back, "I'll keep that in mind."

She waved her hand and lifted her leg towards the black Mercedes.

Wyatt watched her get into her car and watched Starry's car fade away before he pulled out his phone and searched for the drug effects of Olanzapine.

When he saw the words "Olanzapine belongs to antipsychotic drug", Wyatt's face visibly changed.

This is mainly used for schizophrenia and mania, but also for the prevention of bipolar disorder.

He spent almost a week in Finas City for New Year's Eve, and Starry spent almost all of that time at his grandparents' house. She was clear and articulate, not like she had schizophrenia.

Mania is even more needless to say, in addition to that time Starry drove into Lucia's car, Wyatt has not seen her red face with anyone.

Starry's insomnia has been going on for some time, and he noticed her very low mood when he went back to Finas City last time before Ching Ming.

Now that she's going to use Olanzapine, Wyatt instantly guessed what Starry was up to.

He was a little surprised and a little distressed.

No wonder whenever he saw Starry, he always felt that she was not very interested in anything.

Not much interest in anything, naturally, is not much interest in anything.

No interest, where is the joy.

Wyatt pursed his lips for a moment, picked up his cell phone, and made a call.

Starry just drove the car into the path and saw Filip's car, the rain did not fall, Filip people are standing next to the car.

She pulled over and the car slowed to a stop when she reached him, "Filip ?"

Filip put out his cigarette and looked at her through the car window, "I have a migraine, can you press it for me?"

Starry didn't know Filip had migraines, but he wasn't a man who would lie.

If he really wanted to use these little tricks to get to him, he had more and more clever ways to do it, there was no need to lie.

Starry saw a doctor today and took medication, and is now in a fairly calm mood.

Last night's self she actually remembered vaguely, only know that she gave Filip a lot of trouble.

"Then you get in the car."

With that, she unlocked the door.

Dark eyes moved for a moment, Filip pulled open the passenger door and lifted his leg to get into the car.

There was a nice scent inside the carriage, the scent of Starry's clothes, familiar and unique, he had only smelled it on her.

The car window is open a fifth, the wind blows in, the car is not stuffy inside.

The iron gate was fully open, and neither man spoke as Starry pulled into the garage.

The villa was empty all afternoon and all night, and it was a little cold when I first returned.

Starry turned on the light, filled two cups of hot water, and handed one to Filip.

"Thanks."

Filip glanced at the table vase with a few blooming red roses, he remembered the bouquet of red roses that had withered last week when he took them home, and his dark eyes moved. Starry noticed his line of sight and subconsciously followed his line of sight and was a little surprised to see the roses she had picked in before leaving the house. Filip doesn't hate roses?

She was not a gossip, and withdrew her eyes after just one look.

Filip remembers when he came in last night, that table top was still empty, but now there are a few bright red roses on it.

He glanced at Starry, if not for the events of last night, Filip would never have imagined that she would also have that vulnerable and painful time.

All along, she seems to be gentle and tough, in their "outsider" view, she alone quality of life is also extremely good.

She is a person who enjoys, and loves, life.

"Did you plant the roses?"

He coldly asked such a question, Starry was surprised, choked, coughed twice before nodding: "I planted it, idle boredom."

"Well-raised."

Knowing Filip for so many years, Starry is the first time he praised.

Starry took another sip of warm water, "Want to start now?"

Filip furrowed his brow for a moment, "Yes."

Put the cup down and move back a little: "You might want to come over here and lie down."

Filip Without hesitation, he got up and moved over and laid down in front of her heels.

Starry moved his knuckles, lowered his head, and met those dark eyes.

Her heart fluttered, "I'm starting now."

"Hmm."

Filip responded and closed his eyes.

Soon, he felt a cool sensation on his temple, followed by soft fingertips that began to gently rub clockwise.

Filip felt comfortable, the hall was quiet with no one talking, and his tiredness was magnified and re-amplified at this time ......