Edwin didn't overthink it and gave his cell phone to me. Then he went out by himself. In fact, Patrick was waiting for me outside. I picked up the cell phone, planning to do a life-or-death struggle! I picked up the cell phone and thought it repeatedly. Finally, I thought of a suitable person. It was Shelton Cowell. The nurse was treating my wound again. Although it hurt very much, I had been focusing on how to get out of Patrick's control! With my memory, I roughly remembered Shelton's number. I dared not to call him. So I could only text him. I texted him first, "Mr. Shelton!" Soon, I received a reply, "Charlotte Archer, what's the matter?" He directly called my name, giving me a subtle feeling. I couldn't care about anything else. I continued to text, "I was kidnapped by Patrick. I want to leave him. Can you help me?" After I sent this text, Shelton didn't respond for a long time. I clutched at the cell phone. And my
"Pa..." "Why?" As I was about to speak, Patrick walked over and grabbed hold of my shoulders with both hands! He pushed me to the wall in a few moves. And his face was full of irrepressible anger. He asked, "Why did you spit the pills?" "I...I'm not sick. The woman in the video is indeed not me!" I nervously explained to Patrick. "Not you? Tell me, how can you prove that the woman in the video isn't you?" Patrick, who had an angry expression on his face, was in despair now. He asked me, "You know that men all have possessiveness. But I have been trying my best to convince myself that I shouldn't even care about that thing. You only have to take anti-exposure drugs. Why is it so difficult for you?" Patrick, who spoke in a low tone at the beginning, roared in anger in the end! He grabbed my shoulders so hard. I stared at him dully and opened my mouth. For a moment, I didn't know what to say. Yes, men all had possessive desires.
"What?" I was stunned. "Is he going to take me there with him?" I pretended that I didn't know anything and asked him in a feigned daze, "Where are we going at such a late hour?" Patrick lowered his eyes slightly and said word by word, "I have to go to my grandfather's birthday banquet. But I won't be at ease by leaving you at home alone. So I have to take you there with me." "Are you crazy?" I looked at him and said, "How can I go there like this? If it were Halloween today, I could go out to scare others." I laughed at myself. No way that I could go out to see others with my current look. Patrick pulled me out of the room and said coldly, "Wait for me in the car. I'll have two bodyguards watch you. I'll go in and give my grandfather my gift. Then I'll come out." ...... Patrick was indeed cautious. Unexpectedly, he planned to take me with him to Ned's birthday banquet. I knew that I couldn't refuse him. Even if I refus
"From now on, you'll live here. And I'll live in your next door." Shelton got off the car and followed me. "The next door?" I looked at the next door, which was a house with the same layout as this one. But there was nothing in the yard. Shelton handed me a small bag in his hand, "Here are your passport and identification card. I also bought you a cell phone where there is a local sim card. By the way, there is cash inside as well. If you want to leave here, you can leave at any time." I opened the bag and checked all kinds of things. This feeling was so wonderful. Before, Patrick confined me and refused to let me go. I tried my best to leave him. But now, I was here. And Shelton gave me everything. I was completely free. However, I found that I was in a good place instead. Shelton handed me a key and asked me to go into the room to have a look. I walked inside, only to find that he was still standing at the door. I turned to him an
It was a small town by the sea. We rode on the bicycles for ten minutes and arrived at a beach. He took me to an old restaurant and had a local breakfast there. We could see the coastline while sitting there. I wondered whether I was possessed. As I gazed at the sea, I could even think of Patrick. All I could think about was Patrick. Shelton saw through my mind, "Are you thinking about Patrick?" "No." I answered in a second. Shelton heard my answer and couldn't help but smile, "If you answered me with some hesitation, I probably would believe you." "I..." Hearing his words, unexpectedly, I felt a little embarrassed. Shelton looked at me, "Don't be shy. Regarding what happened between you and Patrick, I heard some of them. How should I say it? Men always mind that kind of thing. Since Patrick is willing to continue to be with you, I believe that he loves you." Shelton was right. If that kind of thing was confirmed, normal
"Should I go back?" I was a little hesitant. For no reason, I was unexpectedly a little addicted to this kind of plain and beautiful life I was having now. A few days ago, I even went to inquire about the work in the town. Although an ordinary waiter's income here was only 3,000 in local currencies, because of the cheap goods price, I could have a very good life here. At that moment, I even wanted to stay here. It would be nice to stay here for the rest of my life. When I and Shelton walked back, a car was speeding toward us with roaring sounds of the engine. As the car was about to hit us, the driver began to brake! The harsh braking sound echoed on the street of the quiet town. I looked at the car. And my heart tightened. The next second, a man in a black trench coat got out of the car. It was Patrick Cowell. It wasn't until I saw him for the second time that I recognized him. Patrick in front of me had com
Even so, I knew myself well. "Patrick is the boss of Towering High. Even if he allowed me to stay by his side with my current look, others in society wouldn't." "Unless I don't see the light, once I do, I will be judged and scolded viciously." "Pa..." "Stop talking. Are you tired? Take a break. We'll arrive at the airport soon. I'll take you back." Patrick interrupted my words decisively. Of course, he knew what I was going to say. I lowered my eyes and didn't say anything. I just took my mask over and put it on silently. Patrick pulled me with one hand and looked out of the window. The atmosphere inside the car was quiet and depressing for a while. Then Patrick suddenly said, "Don't contact him again in the future." "Him?" "Your uncle?" I looked at Patrick. And my mood was a little complicated. "That's right. Don't interact with him anymore. He's..." Patrick hesitated for a moment, "It is not like whoever dressed
"I'll get off the plane right away." Stanley, who had figured out who I was, realized more strongly that she had done something terrible. Seeing that the situation had come to this point, I surely couldn't let her go again! I grabbed Stanley tightly and grabbed the bag on my seat with one hand at the same time. And I glanced at Patrick and Stanley, saying, "If you don't say it, I will get off the plane instead." My flight ticket, my passport, my identification card, and the cell phone and wallet used by me in City Y which Patrick had brought to me were all in the bag. Everything I needed was in the bag! If I got off the plane with the bag, I could go anywhere I wanted! "It's all over. Sit down." Patrick got up and grabbed my arm. He disregarded his identity and said, "Be good. Let's talk about it after we get back." "It's not over!" I struggled to break free from his hands. Looking at him, I changed my wording, "Oh, yes. in your hearts, o