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
We were at the Department of Gynecology! And we were surrounded by women. Hearing this, everyone turned their eyes. When everyone saw that Lisa, who was shouting, was protecting me, they immediately knew that Caroline was the mistress. People circled around Caroline, talking and gossiping around her. She felt embarrassed and left angrily. After this farce, Lisa and I didn't say anytghing. Instead, we found a cafe and sat down. "A glass of mocha." "No way!" Lisa stopped me as soon as I ordered the drink. She stopped me from drinking coffee as well as drinks with ice. In the end, in a fit of anger, I asked for a cup of warm water amid the waiter's contempt. After the warm water was served, I took a sip. And Lisa asked me, "What are you going to do with this child?" Originally, I thought I would say decisively, "Abort it." But when the words came to my mouth, I hesitated again. Looking at the slightly surg
After Seth help me finished all my work, he turned off the computer, stretched himself, and said to me, "Let's go. I'll take you home." I quickly refused, "No, it's so late. You should go back and rest early." After all, it was almost 12 p.m. Seth frowned, "What? You just used me. Are you going to be so polite to me?" Hearing his words, I was a little embarrassed and could only agree. When I went downstairs, he pointed to a blue sports car and a bicycle as he asked me, "Which one do you want to take?" I pointed to the bicycle. Seth raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "I knew you would choose this." As he spoke, he got on the bicycle. I sat in the back seat in an orderly manner. Although he said that I could put my hand on his waist if I felt that he was riding fast, I refused. When Seth was in college, he was the Prince Charming in many girls' hearts. Many girls dreamed of sitting in the back seat of his bike
I was suddenly panicked. After all, I had always kept a low profile in the company. If he sat down with me, wouldn't that make me a public enemy? As a result, when I was worried, Seth turned around and sat on the empty table next to me. He smiled at me and indicated that he knew what I was thinking about. I felt a slight warmth in my heart. In the afternoon, I stayed in the company. But I didn't work overtime. Instead, I made an appointment with my client at 5 o'clock. As soon as I came out of the company's door, I saw Seth waving at me in a white sports car. When I ran over, he said first, "You want to see your client, right? Let's go. It happens that I am going the same way. I'll see you off." I knew that he was lying to me. But I still got onto his car. After getting in the car, I complained to him. "You are the general manager. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" "What's the point of telling you?" Seth drove the car, looked ahead, and sa
When Patrick walked to me, I suddenly felt a little nervous. After all, I had been sent back home by Seth for two days in a row. It would be very difficult for me to explain this matter. Patrick came over and put his hand directly on my shoulder, indicating that I was his woman. Seth looked at me and then at Patrick. It seemed that he understood something. Then he smiled gently and said, "You're welcome. I'll leave first." As soon as Seth left, Patrick directly pulled my collar, dragged me to the basement, and directly lifted the dress of my suit. "What are you doing?" I was scared out of my wits as I struggled with all my might! "F**k you." Patrick did not stop what he was doing. He rudely tore my stockings apart and came into my body directly! "Ah!" I let out a cry of pain. But when I remembered that we were in the basement, I feared that someone going back home would hear our voice... I begged for mercy, "No, don't. Not here..."
"Of course it's my husband's." I smiled faintly and asked her, "What about yours? Whose is it? Are you going to deliver it or not this time?" I knew that Caroline had aborted twice at college. At that time, she dared not to let others accompany her. So she could only ask me to go with her. Caroline trembled with anger by my provocation, "Charlotte Archer, you b*tch! I won't let you give birth to this child!" After that, she left angrily with the test sheet in her hand. I also felt a little uneasy in my heart. After all, Caroline was never a kind person. If her child died and mine was alive, she probably couldn't become Patrick's legal wife. ... I began to ponder over whether I should tell Patrick about my pregnancy. However, I put this matter aside because of my tight work schedule. Two weeks later, on a weekend, Ned asked me and Patrick to visit him at home. When I saw Patrick in the car, I was in a trance for a moment.