Seeing that I didn't speak, Patrick increased the strength in his hand as if he was about to crush my chin. I felt pain. But I bit my lips tightly to prevent myself from making a sound. Seeing that I didn't say anything, Patrick said, "Charlotte Archer, tell me, how did you fool the Head of the Archer Family and let her speak up for you!" The strength in his hand grew stronger. My chin didn't feel the pain any longer. Instead, it was numb. Finally, he let go of my chin, grabbed my waist with his big palm, and was about to tear my clothes off directly! I was so angry that I struggled and finally shouted, "Don't..." Seeing that I made a sound, Patrick seemed to be interested. He raised his hand and pressed a button. Then a black partition slowly rose between the front and rear seats of the car... As the division was completely raised, the rear seat had become a closed space. Regardless of my resistance, Patrick didn't have any foreplay and went s
Hearing the staff's words, Patrick said straightforwardly, "We deliberately came here on a bad day." The staff showed a strange expression, looked at me, and didn't say anything more. He got a marriage certificate for us directly. When I took the red booklet in my hand and walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with Patrick, Patrick suddenly turned his head and said in an unusually cold tone, "Charlotte Archer, since you have tried your best to marry me, I naturally won't let you down." He emphasized that he wouldn't let me down. Although it was in summer days, there was a layer of goosebumps on my body. When I was about to explain, Patrick's driver came from a distance with a bottle of water and a small medicine box in his hand. Patrick gave him a wink. And the driver handed me the water and the medicine box. I took the medicine box over and looked at the name on it, feeling a little confused. But when I saw the following lines of small-sized
I was so scared that I quickly grabbed Lisa and apologized to Patrick, "I'm sorry, my friend is drunk." I didn't know that why I was feeling guilty. Lisa drank too much. She pulled me and scolded, "Charlotte Archer, can you not be such a coward? He is your husband now. He got a marriage certificate with you!" Patrick ignored us and continued to walk to the front of the car. But at this time, Caroline, who was in his arms, broke free and stood on the ground. She said with tears all over her face, "Charlotte, I'm sorry. I, I'll leave now." As she said, she was going to take a taxi at the intersection alone. "You're not leaving. It shouldn't be you," Patrick said as he pulled her back into his arms. Lisa scolded, "Caroline Archer, don't act anymore. It is well-known that you are a b*tch! When Charlotte did part-time work before, you did many dirty things behind her back. Others don't know about you. But I know who you are!" "Forget it, Lisa.
After that day, I hadn't seen Patrick for nearly a month. My life gradually returned to peace. I got busy with my work so that I could numb myself and forget that I had such a marriage. It was the day for me to get my salary today. Lisa had already shouted early in the morning that I should treat her to a meal after getting it. In order not to let her wait, I got off work normally, which rarely happened. As soon as I walked out of the office building, a man in a suit came over and said politely, "Hello, Miss Archer. I am Mr. Cowell's driver. He asked me to pick you up." It was a time for getting off work. People around me looked at me with strange eyes. For a moment, I was in a trance, "Mr. Cowell? Patrick Cowell?" "Why would he send someone to pick me up?" The driver explained, "The Chairman wants to see you, that is, Mr. Cowell's grandfather." Thinking of the phone call from a month ago, I felt repentant in my heart, fearing that
Of course, Caroline knew who Grandpa Cowell was. She held the brand shopping bag with her hand forcibly and squeezed out a smile. Then she said in a strange tone, "Really? Congratulations." I didn't want to waste time with her. After the clerk helped me pay the bill, I took the bank card back and left the store. Then I went to buy a pair of light-colored high-heeled shoes to match my dress. This time, I learned to be smart. I took a look at the price first before I decided to try out the shoes. Fearing that the driver would be waiting for me anxiously, I bought my shoes and walked quickly to the door. "Dee-dee-dee-dee-dee." As soon as I arrived at the door, the lens on both sides made a sound. Two security guards came over and stopped me directly, saying, "Lady, you may have something that has not been paid." At this time, the manager of the shopping mall also came over and requested to check the goods in my shopping bags. I naturally gav
My words made Caroline look a little embarrassed. But Patrick did not pay attention to me at all. He put his arms around Caroline's waist and leaned over to kiss her, "Be good. I will caress you when I go back at night." The two of them interacted with each other affectionately. And I stood aside as if I were an outsider. There was no doubt that my oath of sovereignty just now had become a great irony. In the end, Patrick sent Caroline away and entered the Cowell Family's house with me. We changed our shoes and went in. The servant took us to the main hall. Just as I was walking, I felt a warm sensation in my right hand. Looking down, I saw that Patrick took my hand. His expression was indifferent as if nothing had happened. I couldn't help but feel my heart beating fast. When we arrived at the main hall, Patrick's grandfather, Ned Cowell, was already waiting for us. When we came to the front of Ned, Patrick let go of his hand
I followed him, only to see him handing something like a shopping card of the shopping mall to the clerk as he threatened, "The boss of the Towering High suppressed down this matter. If you dare to talk too much, never can you hang out in City Y!" He only said one sentence. As I wanted to video it with my mobile phone so that I could keep it as a piece of evidence, the manager walked out. I stopped him and asked him about this matter. The manager just rolled his eyes at me and said, "I don't know what you are talking about." Then he left. I always felt that Caroline was scheming against me, which was to make Patrick think lowly of me, But I didn't expect that Patrick would turn a blind eye to everything she had done and even help her! "I can't accept it!" I rushed all the way to the first floor of the building of the Towering High Group. I wanted to ask Patrick in person about what on earth was going on! Towering High Group was a bi
By the time I took the subway and went back to the company, I had been starved. I went to the canteen and ordered my favorite braised meatballs and shredded fish. But when I ate the food, I found them tasteless and I didn't have any appetite at all. I was hungry. But I didn't have any appetite. I thought I was too tired and didn't care about it. So I reluctantly stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice, returned to the company, and began to get down to the unfinished work. By the time I worked overtime until 9 p.m., I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes. The same situation continued. At the weekend, I slept until 10 o'clock. When I woke up, Lisa was at home unexpectedly. When she saw me, she made fun of me, "I didn't expect that someone as self-disciplined as you would sleep late someday." I smiled awkwardly. I didn't understand why I was so sleepy recently. I cook some instant noodles and didn't have much appetite either. I just ate two mo
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?