I Ran Away After Three Years as Stand in, CEO Went Mad Chapter 03

I Ran Away After Three Years as Stand in, CEO Went Mad Chapter 03

I tried to get the System back in my head. But that psychiatrist had done such a miracle job.

Now my head was just blank.

No choice—I stayed up all night binge-reading stand-in romance novels.

The stand-in is always pitiful and helpless, dumped once the real deal comes back.

I figured I’d be sensible. I could run myself.

That afternoon, I moved into Declan’s penthouse.

I looked around the huge, luxurious place and thought I could be a stand-in forever.

Declan was the classic CEO. Didn’t like being bothered, lived alone without a housekeeper.

He ate when he remembered, skipped meals otherwise—bound to get an ulcer.

After being hungry at home for half a day, I finally accepted something.

A CEO’s “arrangement” had to fend for herself.

I bought groceries and picked up a cast iron skillet.

When Declan got back, I’d made a whole table of food.

All the lights were on. Everything looked peaceful. Declan smiled. He seemed happy.

But he celebrated too soon.

He sat down, took a bite, and made an unreadable face.

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re a good cook?”

I blushed and shook my head. “No. Why?”

He said, “Then why do you keep doing it?”

I paused.

My fist clenched. But then I heard the sound of a money transfer, and I unclenched it.

Who’s gonna argue with cash?