Now, I found that once I got cheeky, I wouldn't be afraid of anything. I insisted on staying there. Jeremy and Tracy couldn't do anything to me. The staff of the funeral chamber buried Rosy according to the rituals. I personally put a handful of soil on Rosy's grave and muttered, "Grandma, goodbye." From then on, I would no longer be a member of the Archer Family. After the burial, I didn't stay there for one more second and left. That afternoon, news came out that Archer's Group Group had declared bankruptcy and that its assets were acquired by a mysterious man. Everyone had different opinions about who the mysterious man was. But in my opinion, who else could it be other than Patrick? I even thought that in a few days, Patrick would give Archer's Group to Caroline as a gift to please her. I waited for about a week. But my expectation didn't come true. Over the week, Patrick came to pick me up every day. No matter how hard I
Caroline turned to look at me and asked with a ferocious face, "What's this? Tell me what it is!" "What's this?" I was a little confused. To be frank, although I knew how to perform some basic operations on a laptop, I didn't know how to hide a file. What's more, I didn't even know that a folder could be encrypted. And regarding a series of smooth operations Caroline had made on my laptop, I hadn't seen anyone do them previously either. Caroline stared at me and said, "Stop pretending!" "I indeed don't know what you are talking about." I narrowed my eyes and tried hard to see clearly what those pictures were. But the screen of my computer was fifteen inches. And those pictures were so small-sized. I couldn't see them clearly at all. Caroline looked at me as if she had seen through me, saying, "Do you think I will let you go if you pretend to be innocent? You are dreaming!" After that, she personally clicked open a video clip.
As I looked at Caroline, I didn't say anything. Caroline crossed her arms in front of her chest and put away her smile, "Patrick Cowell is the boss of Towering High. He is at the top of the social ladder of City Y. He can do whatever he wants and get whatever he wants. He is omnipotent. Such a man surely has strong possessiveness." ...... "Think about it. My past can't be messier. But to control me, he put up with my past over and over again. Starting from the day when you gave your virginity to him, he has regarded you as his property!" "No..." "Don't lie to yourself!" Caroline interrupted me directly, "You should know very well how strong Patrick's possessiveness is! Seth actually came to see you from his faraway hometown after helping you out of the siege that time. Moreover, Patrick knew that Seth had plotted against him! "Moreover, do you think that Patrick didn't know that Seth was coming to City Y? For what happened in City Y, as long as he wa
I was so scared that I immediately turned my face away! Someone stretched out his hand from the side and grabbed my hair in an instant, forcing me to turn my face over! "No..." I struggled. I only felt that there was a drop of liquid splashing on my face. In less than 0.1 seconds, I felt that the left side of my face seemed to be on fire! "Ah!!!" I was so painful that I couldn't cry out! "It hurts!" "It is hot!" This burning pain made my heart burst out with infinite desire to survive! I suddenly pulled my hand out and pulled my right hand out of the foreign man's hand! "Bang!" My inertia knocked the glass bottle in Caroline's hand away! The moment the bottle flew out, I clearly saw the transparent liquid splashing out of the bottle! Caroline seemed to be a little surprised. At that moment, I grabbed Caroline's hair desperately with my right hand, "Let me go! Let me go! Help!" My left face seemed to be
However, the next second, I realized that there existed something more terrible than my disfigured face! I touched my part down there and moved my legs, only to feel nothing at all. "Is it because I had been in a coma for too long?" "Or..." Touching my part down there, I didn't feel that I had been violated at all. Previously, if Patrick had made love with me for a little longer, I would always feel that my part down there would be in pain the next day. If those foreign men indeed had done something to me, I surely would have felt something. "Could it be that..." "Could it be that I hadn't been violaed?" "However, how could it be possible?" "Caroline had hired them. How could Caroline show any mercy to me?" While I was hesitant, I remembered the conversation between these men before I fell into a coma. "Based on their conversation, they should have another employer..." At this time, my mind was in a mess. Before I
"Am I pregnant? Whose child is it?" The answer was self-evident. "If I hadn't been raped yesterday, in my life, only one man could be the child's father." "However, when did I conceive it..." "Did I conceive it at the time of the design competition? In recent days, Patrick and I only made love that day without taking any measures..." "Is she pregnant? In that case, she surely couldn't keep the child after taking the medicine." Edwin said calmly. It seemed that this kind of thing was just a piece of cake for him. And in Edwin's opinion, Assistant Zoey didn't need to have made a fuss about it. "I'm not going to take any drugs!" Without any hesitation, I said decisively. Edwin was a little surprised as he said, "Won't you take any drugs? Little girl, if the child is gone, you can have another one. However, if you are infected with HIV, you will have to take medicine for the rest of your life." Edwin's words indeed made sens
The gauze completely covered my left face and nose bridge, revealing only my nostrils for breathing. The gauze wrapped up my face tightly, which was probably to prevent the infection, causing my face to be deformed under the pressure. Stroking the gauze with my hands, I even felt pain when I gently pressed it! "What is underneath the gauze?" I couldn't help but feel curious. "Will I look extremely ugly?" All of a sudden, I feared Patrick would see me like this. So I went out, asked a nurse for a mask, and put it on my face in a hurry. As I was about to return to the ward, I saw Patrick walking out of an elevator. Wearing a silver suit without a tie, Patrick wore a shirt inside whose top button was unbuttoned. We hadn't seen each other for a few days. But he was as energetic as usual. He saw me soon. Although I wore a mask, it could only cover the gauge on my cheeks. The bandage on my nose was still exposed. "What's
My heart missed a beat. I hurriedly protected my mask and shook my head desperately, "No, I can't. It seems that AIDS can be transmitted via saliva too!" Patrick didn't mind at all. He put one hand beside my ear and said, "Don't be afraid. If that kind of thing happens, let's take the anti-exposure drugs together." He put his hand around my waist. And his hot breath blew on my face. I could even feel his hot breathing through the mask. Patrick bent over to kiss my neck and pressed his forehead against my mask... "Hiss..." "It hurts!" I took a deep breath. Patrick was so scared that he got up immediately, "What's wrong?" "My face is in pain." I held my face with my hands with an aggrieved look on my face. I was telling the truth. Patrick seemed to have realized something and looked at me with a serious look on his face, "What on earth is going on?" ...... I was silent. I indeed didn't have the courage
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?