Chapter 951
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 951 The Most Important Thing
âYou didnât lie to me, did you?â Estella stopped crying and sniffed.
She took a piece of tissue and sat back in her seat to wipe her tears, before reminding him, âTake my
laptop to the technical engineers now. If it is really beyond repairâ¦â
Estella was about to cry again.
Sean hurriedly waved his hand, âOkay, Iâll go right now.â He picked up the laptop and looked at their
unfinished dinner on the table. He asked, âWhat about the food?â
Holding her face in her hands, Estella answered, âWe canât waste food. Pack them up and take them to
the technology department.â
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In the technology department of the Larson Group, Sean handed the laptop over. âThank you.â
âIt shouldnât take too long to repair the laptop. But, Sean, are you really going to eat all that?â The
engineers were surprised to see the two huge take-out boxes Sean was holding.
Sean smiled awkwardly and looked at Estella. She seemed very anxious, lingering behind the
technician.
âMiss, would you like to sit outside and wait for a while? Youâre pacing around me, and Iâm easily
distracted.â The technicianâs hand had been shaking while he unscrewed the last screw. He felt really
pressured under Estellaâs gaze.
Estella smiled with embarrassment. Her stomach started to growl again.
âLetâs wait outside and have something to eat. It might take a few hours to repair your laptop.â Sean
took Estellaâs arm and led her to a seat outside the technology department.
Sean started laying out the food. Estella, despite still being upset, had her appetite return immediately
when she saw the food on the table.
âTry the crab. I noticed you staring at it just now, so I bought two extras for you.â
Estella thanked him and started eating. She was so involved in her food that she didnât notice the
wound on her arm had started bleeding again.
Seanâs face changed; he stopped her. âWe should deal with the wound first. Youâre losing a lot of
blood.â
Estella glanced at the wound indifferently, âIt doesnât hurt. Letâs eat first.â
Sean was a little angry. âIt might not hurt you, but itâs making me feel uncomfortable seeing you bleed.
Donât move. Iâll feed you whatever you want.â
âI donât think itâs a good idea.â Estella wasnât one to beat around the bush, so she leaned back and
said, âWeâre not boyfriend and girlfriend.â
âWho says you have to be in a relationship to feed each other? You may be a writer, but you can be
really conservative. Canât you take me as your friend?â While he was talking, Sean took Estellaâs fork
and said, âTell me what you want to eat.â
Estella pouted. If Sean didnât think it was a big deal, then what was she afraid of? âI want steak.â
Sean did as she said, with meticulous service.
âGet me some watermelon.â While chewing the sweet watermelon in her mouth, Estella secretly looked
at Sean from the corner of her eyes. He didnât look like it bothered him at all, and it was as if he
enjoyed being needed.
Brandonâs assistant was really acting like a caring mother.
Suddenly, Estella was a lot less interested in the bossy president. It hadnât occurred to her to write a
book with a considerate hero, one that was gentle and caring. âWhat are you thinking about? What else
do you want to eat?â Sean noticed Estella was lost in thought.
âOh, pass me another piece of pizza, whichever has the most cheese.â Estella shook her head as she
ordered him about.
After eating, Estella helped Sean clean up the table.
After fixing the laptop, the engineer handed it to Sean. âItâs done. There was just a bit of water in it.
Thereâs no problem with it now.â
âThank you,â Sean said politely, handing the laptop to Estella. âCheck it. See if everything is there.â
Estella hurriedly took the laptop and turned it on.
Sean looked sideways and saw a photo on the screen. A photo of younger Estella, holding a dark
yellow Labrador with a huge smile on her face.
âOh thank God, theyâre all here.â With a relieved smile, Estella touched the picture on the screen and
said, âThis dog and I have been together for 15 years. If I had lost this picture, I really donât know what I
would do.â
Sean was stunned. âIs this the most important thing on here?â