Perfect Marriage with My Substitute Wife

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She wasn’t going to think about when Samuel was going to return home, and she refused to care about it.
Instead, she planned her schedule for the day before catching up on some sleep.
The feeling in her heart wasn’t sorrow, nor was it pain.
All she felt was numb.
No matter how she kicked up a fuss or threw tantrums, Samuel would still choose to send Nicolette back.
Ultimately, in Samuel’s eyes, she was much more important than Kathleen.
That was something she should have understood from the start.
The only reason why she had given him a month’s time was that she was stalling.
On the other hand, Samuel had sent Nicolette back to the hospital, but she was worried that he would return to Kathleen.
In all honestly, she was starting to get the feeling that she didn’t have complete control over his heart any longer.
She worried that if she let go for just a second, he would be gone forever.
Samuel and Kathleen had been married for three years.
He had already gotten intimate with her.
Nicolette had conducted some detective work of her own and discovered the servants at their house saying how he was head
over heels for Kathleen.
She didn’t know if they were referring to Kathleen’s body or soul, but she couldn’t accept it regardless.
“Are you leaving, Samuel?” Nicolette’s face was twitching as she wept.
“I’m going to get the doctor,” he elaborated. “Tuck yourself in properly. I don’t want you to catch a cold.”
“I don’t need a doctor, Samuel. I need you.” She wrapped her arms around his waist and whimpered, “I’m not going to live long
without any bone marrow, Samuel. Can’t you take pity on me and stay with me a bit longer?”
The look on Samuel’s handsome face was exceptionally grim. “I won’t let you die.”

“But Kathleen said she would never donate her bone marrow to me,” she complained. “Is she not satisfied with having been your
wife for the past three years? All we have to do is give her more money after the divorce. If she hates me, I’ll kneel and apologize
to her. I’ll do anything.”
“Calm down,” Samuel coaxed quietly. “I told you that I would think of something.”
Her eyes glistened with tears. “You said you would have a solution in three days, though. It’s been three days already, hasn’t it?”
“I know,” he mumbled. “Just lie down.”
He turned to leave after saying that.
Nicolette bit her lip. How could this be? What on earth is Samuel thinking?
In the meantime, Samuel went from the ward to the doctor’s office.
It just so happened that the doctor was on duty right then.
“What’s the matter, Mr. Macari?” he asked in surprise.
“Nicolette ran away in the middle of the night. Did you guys know about this?” he questioned with a grimace.

That shook the doctor to his core. “What? I’ll get someone to look for her immediately!”
“I’ve already taken her back.” Samuel’s stare was a hostile one. “I’m sure you know why I got Nicolette to stay here.”
Feeling confused, the doctor replied, “Yes, I do.”
“How have the last three days been? Did you find another suitable bone marrow donor?” Samuel cut to the chase.
“Yes. We found one, but she’s pregnant at the moment. She won’t be able to donate for the time being,” the doctor murmured.
Pregnant?
“When is she going to give birth?” Samuel inquired coldly.
“In another three or four months at least. That doesn’t mean she can donate right away, though. She won’t be able to donate
during the breastfeeding period, either,” explained the doctor..

The air around Samuel was freezing. “Just tell me how long we have to wait.”
“At least a year,” the doctor answered.
“How long does Nicolette have to live?” asked Samuel.
The doctor quietly responded, “Half a year.”
However, the look in Samuel’s eyes gave him a scare, so he quickly added, “Naturally, if Ms. Yoeger cooperates with the
treatment, she’ll be able to live a bit longer.”
In a frigid tone, Samuel prompted, “How about tomorrow’s chemotherapy?”
“It’ll be Ms. Yoeger’s first time doing it, so she’ll have a pretty severe reaction.” The doctor was honest and straightforward.
“She’ll suffer from vomiting, nausea, as well as hair loss.”
Samuel’s eyes darkened. “If you can’t find anyone in the country, then expand the search to the whole world.”
The doctor pursed his lips. “Ms. Johnson—”
“Don’t even think about her,” Samuel cut in. The malice in his gaze was potent. “Nobody can force her if she doesn’t want to do
it.”
“I was just asking,” stuttered the doctor in terror.
“Contact the international hospitals right away,” ordered Samuel. “I want results in three days.”
“Understood.” The doctor nodded fervently.
On the other hand, Nicolette, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, began trembling after hearing what Samuel had
told the doctor.
A cruel, icy smile surfaced on her pale face.
I guess you are biased, Samuel.
The next day, Kathleen washed up and was ready to go out.

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She had put on a black blouse with a ruffled collar, which was decorated with a wine-red silk ribbon. Other than that, she was
wearing a white, floor-length dress with a floral pattern and a pair of leather shoes.
Her outfit made her exude a scholarly aura from head to toe.
With a blue leather bag on her back, she stepped out of the door and went to the lobby downstairs.
The security guards greeted her.

Even though she could sense the tinge of pity in their gaze, she simply grinned in response and greeted them back before
leaving.
Federick had parked his car at the entrance.
He had insisted on picking her up that morning.
Kathleen had tried to refuse but eventually conceded and gave him her address.
She was sitting in the passenger seat that time around.
“Is Madeline not coming?” Kathleen asked curiously.
“This is a seminar, so there’ll be a lot of people. Madeline tends to get headaches when she goes to crowded places,” Federick
clarified.
Kathleen nodded. “You guys must have it hard, Federick.”
“Well, of course. It’s not like we can do anything about it, though. Honestly, as long as Madeline isn’t triggered by anything, she’s
a good kid for the most part. Despite how obedient she is, sometimes you really wish she would cry and scream at you. At the
very least, she would be able to communicate with the outside world,” Federick stated with a hint of frustration.
Kathleen pursed her lips. “You guys are really admirable, Federick.”
“You’ll know what it’s like when you become a mother yourself. That’s your own kid, after all. You’ll never be able to disregard
them and throw them aside,” he voiced.
She nodded in acknowledgment as she made up her mind to be a good mother.

“I saw your drafts. I’m really satisfied with them,” said Federick while beaming.
Kathleen blinked in confusion. “Huh?”
“I’m saying that you passed, Ms. Johnson. Are you going to sign a contract with me or what?” He chuckled.
“Of course!” she yelled. Kathleen was nodding her head excitedly, but she also couldn’t help but stare at him in puzzlement.
“You’re not taking pity on me because of the fact that I took care of Madeline, right, Federick?”
That made him laugh. “Don’t worry about that. This picture book is an important one. There’s no way I would sacrifice the sales
just to take pity on someone. You’re genuinely skilled, I swear.”
A sigh of relief escaped her mouth. She beamed brightly and replied, “That’s a relief, then. I really don’t want to drag anyone
down.”
“I know.” He shot her a meaningful look. “Come to my publishing firm tomorrow to sign the contract. I’ll get someone to prepare
the documents.”
“Sure,” she agreed while continuing to nod passionately.
It was her first job ever.
In no time at all, they got to their destination.
The seminar was being held in a finance hub at the center of the city.
Kathleen followed Federick in.
At that moment, Samuel happened to walk out of the elevator with the people from his company, who had all seen Kathleen
before.
They knew who she was.
Samuel had caught sight of her as well. He watched as she chatted with Federick happily.
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