President's Substitute Wife

Chapter 490 Why are you here

I didn’t feel quite right.

I held my cell phone and was a little nervous. I thought and asked the driver, “how far is it?”

The driver gave me a look in the rearview mirror and said, “it’s almost there.”

I didn’t know if it was because I was too nervous. His eyes scared me a little.

Where were we going? I thought we were going into the mountain!

Was there a hospital here?

Did Nelson arrange the driver?

I regretted that I was too bold. How could I come alone where Nelson told me? And I was not sure where it was.

What should I do?

I looked around. It was surrounded by trees. If I got off here, I had nowhere to go.

I hesitated and started talking to the driver, “I’m a tourist. A friend of mine lives here. Why is it so far from the city?” Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

The driver listened to me and laughed, “I see. Generally no one comes here. It’s a small town and has nothing.”

“Oh...” I listened to the driver and was relieved.

I looked at him in the rearview mirror. He may be in his 60s, but I was not sure.

I looked at him and thought and asked, “is there a hospital there?”

“Yes!” The driver replied decisively, “there is the best Orthopaedic Hospital in our country...”

The driver began to praise it.

He told me that the hospital is famous all over the country and even the world. The president once fell and hurt himself, and he came here for treatment.

The driver didn’t talk before, but now I found that he was a chatterbox.

But I was relieved.

That meant Nelson didn’t cheat me.

But it was normal. After all, it was about his life. Bone marrow was different from blood. It had side effects, so there were very few people willing to donate bone marrow.

Cindy rejected him, so I was the only hope.

He had to please me.

I didn’t see the town until about two hours later.

There were many distinctive two-story buildings and they were old at first sight.

There were some old people on the street in the small town. I could see from their faces that the people who lived here were very happy.

Soon the car stopped.

It was on a very narrow road.

“Here we are.” The driver asked me, “credit card or cash?”

“Credit card.”

I took out my credit card and handed it to the driver.

Because I came in such a hurry, I only went to one bank and changed a few currencies of Country E.

I asked the driver, “where is the hospital?”

“Here.” The car stopped on the left side of the road and the driver pointed to the right.

I saw that the hospital praised by the driver was totally different from what I thought. There was no high-rise building and courtyard, but a small yard and two three-story buildings.

“Here?”

I thought it was incredible.

“Yes, here.” The driver said very definitely.

Then I asked, “where is the building in the address?”

“Here.” The driver pointed to a small two-story building next to the car.

Cindy rented the house directly across from the hospital.

Did they..

I couldn’t think. I was afraid I guessed right.

But I didn’t think Sean would do that. After all, I trusted him.

The town was too small. I didn’t know if there was a hotel.

I got out of the car and took my luggage. Before I moved, I saw a woman in a beige dress and a straw hat with flowers on it coming out of the building in front of me.

She had a straw bag in her hand.

I could tell at a glance that she was Cindy.

It was really a coincidence that I met her when I came here.

When I looked at her, she just looked up at me. When she saw me, she was obviously stunned and unhappy. “Why are you here?”

Her tone was not friendly at all.

I smiled and said, “my boyfriend is here for treatment. Of course I have to come here.”

“Boyfriend? Let Sean come out and tell me if he’s your boyfriend.”

Cindy held her bag in both hands and smiled.

She had no fear.

I was nervous. I had no time to quarrel with her. I wanted to see if there was a small hotel for me to stay.

I was just about to leave when an old woman came and waved to us, “Cindy!”

I knew she was greeting Cindy.

I didn’t expect Cindy to be familiar with the locals.

I walked slowly on purpose. I heard the old woman say to Cindy, “are you still waiting today?”

“Yes, I think one day he will come out to see me.” Cindy said.

The old woman nodded, “well, my neighbor works here, and I’ll let him speak for you.”

“Thank you very much.”

Cindy said.

I had gone far with my luggage.

I listened to their conversation and realized Cindy couldn’t get in and had to wait at the door.

After knowing this, I felt better.

The town was small and remote. When I thought there might be no hotel, I saw a small sign on a small two-story building and it said “Hotel”.

I hurried in with my luggage. There was no receptionist and only an old man. He was sitting in a reclining chair and watching an old TV.

When he saw me come in, he slowly stood up and said to me, “welcome.”

After I indicated my intention, the old man introduced the rooms to me. He lived downstairs himself. There were only two rooms upstairs.

Both were empty and I could choose whatever I want.

I went upstairs and saw that the layout of the two rooms was the same, so I chose the one in the east.

Because there were few tourists in the town, the price was very cheap. I paid for the accommodation for 20 days at once.

I knew I would stay here for a long time.

Sean refused to see Cindy. He would probably refuse to see me, too.

After I paid, the old man introduced himself. His name was Smith and he was 72 years old.

I asked him if he knew about Cindy.

Mr. Smith nodded. “The girl came a while ago and said that her beloved was being treated in this hospital. He refused to see her because of his leg injury.”

With that, he added, “the whole town knows about it.”

The whole town knew about it?

It seemed that Cindy already had a mass base in this small town, and I had suffered some losses since I came here.