Caroline grabbed my hand directly and looked behind me. At that moment, I strongly felt there was a pair of cold eyes behind me. Without any deliberation, I knew what was going on. After I was sure that Caroline stood firm, I loosened my grip and said without looking back, "Are you done with your acting? Cameras are all around here. How come you wanted to put on a show, acting like I pushed you and caused your miscarriage?" "I didn't." Caroline stood there with tears in her eyes, looking in the direction behind me. I asked her, "How could there be so many coincidences in the world? As soon as Mr. Cowell showed up, I pushed you. Are you a fool? Or do you take Mr. Cowell as a fool?" "I didn't..." By this time, tears had been welling up in Caroline's eyes as if they would fall in the next second. I didn't bother with her as I said, "Take your time to complain to Mr. Cowell, telling him that I quarreled with you, intending to push you
Back then, Caroline framed me, saying that I pushed her down the mountain. At that time, Stanley came to me and said that I needed to help her make some changes to somewhere in her wedding room. After I went there, I met Caroline. Later, Caroline disappeared. And Stanley didn't testify for me. So I didn't have anyone to prove my innocence... Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The policeman didn't seem to notice my abnormality. He nodded and said, "Then you should call them. It's better for them to explain face to face." "Okay." As I said, I took out my cell phone. But just as I was about to dial, my hands shook. "Bang!" My cell phone fell to the ground. I didn't notice that when I recalled what had happened a few years ago, my palms were sweating. I quickly wiped my palms with my clothes and lowered my head to pick up my cell phone. The police asked me, "What's wrong?" The police asked me.
Before Raina could finish her words, other colleagues said, "Did you do it?" "Yes. What on earth is your relationship with Mr. Cowell?" "Your sister has been defiled by gangsters. Doesn't that mean she's no match for you?" My colleagues spoke one after the other. They, who were almost in the same mood, just intend to watch the show and gossip. It was especially true with Raina. She knew that Caroline had wronged me by taking advantage of Ronald and that Ronald's wife had put Ronald's corpse at the gate of the company. She knew everything back then. Most of the people working in Glorious Seth Design at that time had a bad impression of me. Raina was no exception. I looked at these people and said word by word, "Regarding my relationship with Caroline's fiancé, who is also our Mr. Cowell, it is the same as those between you and him." My words sounded somewhat indirect. But it seemed that I had made it clear. "But you mixed
"Charlotte Archer! You finally show up." Gina put down the things in her hands and rushed to me, "You've made Caroline end up like this! I'm going to kill you!" As Gina said this, she stepped forward and put her hands directly on my neck! "Ahem. Ahem. Ahem. Ahem!" I tried my best to cough! I reached out my hand and tried to get Gina's fingers off my neck one by one. Jeremy also went up and said, "Mom is here now. Stop it!" "But she had made Caroline so miserable and even blacklisted our number!" Gina, who seemed to have been holding back her anger for a long time, finally found a way to vent her anger now! Tracy was also excited when she saw me just now. However, it was obvious that she wasn't like Gina. Rosy, who was lying on the bed, said weakly, "Let go! Could it be that you wouldn't take my words seriously anymore?" Hearing Rosy's words, Jeremy immediately pulled Gina away and said, "Let go of her!" His strength was
"I'm sorry, Mr. Cowell. I'm not interested in this." I answered honestly. Then I looked down at Patrick's hand that was grabbing my wrist and looked up at him, "Mr. Cowell, your fiancée just lost her child. She's crying inside. And you're holding me here and asking me to participate in a design competition..." "Isn't it somewhat inappropriate?" However, hearing my words, Patrick didn't change his behavior. Patrick looked at me and frowned deeply. Then he continued to talk about the design competition, "I will invite the best international designers in the interior design field to be the judges in this competition. If you win the prize, it will be very valuable for you." ...... I looked at Patrick in confusion. I couldn't figure out what on earth he was going to do. Seeing that I didn't say anything, Patrick continued, "If you want to be on your own in the future, the competition will be a very good opportunity for you to train yours
"The patient in Bed No. 3? Isn't it Caroline?" At that time, Rosy was sleeping. So my first reaction was to walk out of the ward with my cell phone. I went to the door and closed the door. At this time, the corridor outside was in a mess. And the voices of doctors and nurses were mingled together. "What's going on?" "I don't know. When I checked the room, she wasn't there. I didn't pay attention to it at first. But the security guard said that there was a patient on the roof just now. And I saw that it was the patient in bed No. 3!" The nurse, who was speaking, sounded like she was crying. If something bad happened to Caroline, she surely would be implicated. Several doctors went upstairs with the nurse. At this time, Jeremy and Gina weren't here. Rosy was resting. In other words, there was only one person related to Caroline in the whole Holy Spirit Hospital, that was, me. I followed the doctors and nurses, went i
Patrick stood there. And Gina shouted hysterically over there, "Caroline did everything for you. Now her child is gone. And she has been tarnished. Moreover, everyone on the Internet knows about it! Never should you expect that I will let you get away with it that easily!" Patrick remained silent. He looked at Gina and then looked at Caroline in the distance. Holding onto the railing with her hands, Caroline didn't intend to jump off the building at all. Jeremy held Gina back as he said to Patrick, "Mr. Cowell, my daughter is in such a situation now. If you don't give her an explanation, even if she doesn't jump down today, it will be only a matter of time before she does something desperate." Although Jeremy had a bad temper, he would only be so while facing the ones whom he could bully with ease. He could bully me with ease. However, when it came to Patrick, Jeremy dared not to lose his temper at all. Now that Caroline had suffered such
Every word Patrick had said was firm and clear. Around us, Gina, Caroline, and Jeremy were all in an uproar! Especially Caroline, who was standing by the fence, looked at me with jealousy and hatred in her eyes. Her expression showed that she wished she could come over right now and kill me. As I was hesitating about how to answer him, I heard another voice from the entrance of the rooftop, "Let me go up. Let me go up. Caroline! My baby granddaughter." "This voice..." "Grandma!" I tilted my head and saw Rosy standing at the entrance of the rooftop. However, no one was supporting her on the side! I shook off Patrick's hand that was holding onto my arm. Then, I rushed forward and helped Rosy up. At the same time, I took a look in the direction of the passage to the rooftop. Then I saw that a figure in a white coat was about to leave. As I held Rosy, she, who was very weak, leaned on me. However, when she saw Caroline
After the wedding, our honeymoon plan was postponed because Rosalie was too young and Patrick's legs had not yet fully recovered. I had been resting at home all along. Sometimes I would talk to Nancy about my work. It was March with spring blossoms when Rosalie was 100 days old. Early in the morning, Patrick went out as usual, and I saw him off at the door. He held my face, kissed my forehead gently, and said softly, "Pack your daily necessities this morning. We'll go to our new home this afternoon." "New home? Where is it? Why didn't you mention it before?" I was stunned. I hadn't heard anything about the new home from Patrick so far. He looked mysterious and tidied up the messy hair on my face. "You will know when we arrive in the afternoon." After that, without waiting for me to ask more questions, he glanced at his watch and hurried out. "A new home?" I thought about it carefully. After getting married to Patrick, I
Patrick and I held a wedding when Rosalie was 100 days old. Although he wanted to hold a grand banquet, I refused to do so. Mostly, I was too old to care about the formalities anymore. But I understood that it was Patrick's heart for me, and I did not refuse to hold the wedding. We just needed to call some good friends and have a Simple banquet. Patrick couldn't convince me, so he naturally agreed. In the blink of an eye, it was the wedding day. Shirley sent me the wedding dress. Because it was a mini wedding, only seven or eight tables were available. Most of the guests came from my studio and Towering High Company. Everyone was familiar with each other. In order to solve the marriage problem of the older single women in my studio, Nancy and I also made a special effort on the seating row. We specifically put single men and women of marriageable age at one table, expecting them to develop their relationship. Early
Listening to Shirley's words, I truly felt lucky for Shelton. Fortunately, he returned. Fortunately, he returned to Shirley's side. Back to the person who loved him. Michael Blake was hired as defense counsel in Shelton's case. I went to find Patrick and asked him about the case. He told me Shelton had locked Emily up for a while, but he soon let her go. But after that, Emily asked Shelton for money. Shelton gave her some. After Emily spent all the money, she was desperate and went to the police. She wanted to use this method to force Shelton to give her money. When I heard Patrick's words, I thought that Emily was too naïve. If this were true, then someone might help her. But it was she who exposed the video in the first place, and everyone knew that. She had made the choice. Now everything she said just made it worse. Emily had no money, so she could only find the assigned lawyer to file the lawsuit. In the first
She looked terrible, even her makeup was crying off. Only one night had passed, but she seemed to have aged a few years. She looked at us and asked, "How is father doing?" "The operation was successful." Patrick answered, but his expression looked bad. Dulcie heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Good." Then she turned around and was about to leave. Patrick said, "Aunt Dulcie, you don't have to blame yourself. It's just that Roger used you." "I blame myself for being stupid." Dulcie stood there, with her back to us and her head lowered. "I know it quite well in my heart. How could such a handsome, good and young man like him fall in love with me? But I still hold a trace of luck in my heart, thinking about what if it's true?" She didn't go on but left with her head down. I was a little worried. "Will your aunt be fine?" "Don't worry. She is a strong woman." After Patrick said that, he patted me on the shoulder. "You should go to
Patrick's words were like a sharp sword that pierced into Roger's heart. Roger stood there. Although he looked calm, he lost all his momentum. At this moment, the ambulance arrived. Although Dulcie was angry and hard to accept it, she could tell what was more important. She opened the door and let the doctor in. The doctor examined Ned first, and then quickly carried him into the ambulance. Because of the small space in the ambulance, only two people were allowed to accompany Ned. Sheridan and Melissa got in. Once they left, it was just me, Patrick, Dulcie, and Roger left in the room. "I'll ask the driver to drive the car over." Patrick took out his phone and called the driver. Then I supported him to go out. Dulcie and Roger stood there without saying a word. Patrick did not talk to them either. He went out with me and got in the car. We decided to order the servants to take care of Glenn first. We cal
Hearing his words, Sheridan looked gloomy on the side. Patrick held me in his arms, "You seem to care about the affairs of the Cowell Family so much. Each time we have some disputes, you will help us enthusiastically. Now you are making a move on my aunt, aren't you?" "No." After finishing his words, Roger imitated Patrick and held Dulcie in his arms, saying, "Dulcie and I love each other sincerely." ...... I looked gloomy. It wasn't that I didn't believe in December Romance. However, the age gap between them was so large. As Patrick's aunt, Dulcie was quite good-looking. It was just that she, who was old, had encountered too many unpleasant things in the past few years, making her meaner and harsher. As for Roger by her side... From all aspects, every woman lusted for him. He, who wasn't poor, surely could get whatever woman he wanted with ease. Indeed, in every way, there was no way that he would take a fancy to Dulcie. No w
"All right." I nodded. I would marry Patrick soon. Because of the things taking place in the past, the Cowell Family didn't have a good impression of me. If I arrived there late because of getting changed this time, it wouldn't be worth it. Holding Patrick's hand, I went downstairs with him. Coming out early, we didn't see many cars on the road. When we arrived at the Cowell Family's mansion, it was exactly 6:30 p.m. By the time we went in, it had been quite lively inside the house. Sheridan, Melissa, and Ned were all surrounding Glenn. Glenn, a six-year-old child, was smart and flexible. Whatever others asked him, he would respond like an adult. Upon seeing us, the three of us looked at me. Ned straightened up first and said with a smile on his face, "You're here." "Yes. Hello, Grandpa Cowell." After greeting Ned, I said to Sheridan and Melissa, "Hello, Mr. Sheridan. Hello, Mrs. Melissa." Now, the relationsh
"I'll be gentler." Leaning and frowning, he seemed to be in great pain, "I'm in pain." ...... "I am telling you the truth..." Cupping my face with his hands, he looked as if he were waiting for me to show my mercy. Frowning, i didn't know what to do for a while. What's more, unlike Patrick's office where there was a lounge, my office was a small one with a sofa only. Moreover, the setup was later divided. It wasn't quite soundproof. Once, Nancy made a phone call to argue with a construction company in her office. I heard all that she had said clearly in my office... Thinking of this, I shook my head heavily. Seeing his distressed look, I tentatively asked, "Shall we go upstairs?" Upon finishing my words, I felt that my suggestion wasn't quite plausible. At this time, Patrick was on the verge of ejecting. His private part was bulging. On the way out, we would pass by the open office... Everyone would be watching us.
"Why did you... come here?" Standing up in a hurry, I helped Patrick into the office. While walking in, he closed the door handily. Looking up at the closed door, I knew that he should be here for what had happened just now. Even if he wouldn't take the initiative to come here, I would ask him about it. I helped Patrick seated on the sofa. Sitting up, he looked at me and said, "What do you want to know? Go ahead." Sure enough, he knew me. Sitting opposite him and looking at him, I thought for a moment before asking, "What happened? What did Kelsi do?" "Ever since she left last time, per my order, Louis had been keeping an eye on everything about her, including the ones she contacted. As expected, she dealt with the ones who smuggled guns and bribed a murderer, asking him to kill someone." Patrick didn't state who Kelsi had wanted to kill explicitly. Even so, I knew that it was me. I looked at Patrick, asking, "What did you do?