When he said this, to be honest, the way I saw it, he didn't need to say anything more. I knew early what happened after that. Even so, I held myself back and said nothing. Patrick said, "I was kidnapped that year. Besides asking for money, the kidnappers hated me for being rich and abused me. They beat me crazily during the kidnapping. Later on, although my parents agreed to give them money, they beat me to death." "So that's how it is." Patrick went on, "At that time, seeing that I was dying, the kidnappers were so scared that they didn't want the money anymore. They abandoned me at an old and abandoned construction site and ran away. It was in winter. The projects at the construction site were suspended. No one was there. I indeed thought I was going to die..." "You met her." I said it on his behalf. To be more precise, he met me. Patrick, who was stunned for a moment, looked at me, "Did she tell you?" "I..." I hesitated fo
The way how the little boy addressed me was stabbing deeply into my heart like a sharp blade! Although I didn't mind my appearance before, no one has ever said that to me! In fact, I wore a mask. But there were still some scars on my nose! As soon as the kid shouted, other kids who were playing with him came over and pointed at me. They laughed loudly and shouted, "Ugly woman! Ugly woman!" It was unknown where the parents of these children were! When some adults around us saw this situation, they all gathered around to join in the fun. Some people pointed at me and judged me. "No, no, it's not like that!" For a moment, I fell into a great sense of inferiority! Finally, these children's parents came over and pulled them away. But none of them apologized to me! I was instantly furious at that time. I rushed to the front of the children's parents and looked at them, "Apologize! Your children have done something wrong. Please apologize to me!
"Charlotte." As soon as Shelton got off the car, he was a little surprised to see me. Thinking that I was waiting for Shelton, the driver drove away after Shelton got out of the car Shelton saw me and asked, "Why are you here? Are you looking for me?" "No." I waved my hand, hesitated for a moment, and told him the truth, "The house I used to live was given to me by my grandmother. Before, I sold it to treat my grandmother. But I didn't expect her to die soon. I wanted to buy it back now. But I didn't have the contact number of the buyer..." Shelton nodded, "I see. I'll keep an eye on it for you. If the one living there comes back, I'll contact you." "Okay, thank you." Originally, I was about to leave. Shelton suddenly shouted at me, "Charlotte, Michael told me about your face yesterday." "Lawyer Michael? Fortunately, he helped me yesterday." Michael had a good relationship with Shelton. So it wasn't surprising that he would tell Shelton a
Amanda was quite beautiful. She was especially so with makeup which made her facial features clearly-outlined. In front of her, I couldn't help but feel a little self-abased. I subconsciously covered my face with my hands and shook my head. Amanda smiled and said, "I am Mr. Cowell's newly hired secretary. My name is Amanda." She reached out to me and said politely, "Hello, Mrs. President." When she called me Mrs. President, she emphasized it.. I shook her hand with one hand and covered my face with the other. Amanda said coldly with her arms crossed in front of her chest, "I wonder why Mr. Cowell takes a fancy to you? You're just an ugly woman with a distorted face." Although the incident yesterday made me feel a little diffident about my face, I didn't flinch at all in the face of Amanda's provocation. I leaned against the sofa, put my hand down, and said faintly, "You are so beautiful. And you have a good body figure. What's the use of these
I looked at Patrick in a daze. And I had no idea what he was minding. Patrick violently dragged me to the car, lit a cigarette up, and took a deep breath. Then he said, "I seldom see you cry. But I saw you crying for Seth. If Shelton dies one day, I guess you will cry for him as well. But if I die, I'm afraid you will only say 'oh' with a poker face." His words made me stunned. I had never thought about this possibility. "What if Patrick dies one day?" "I have never thought about this premise." The car slowly started. And soon it arrived at the residential quarter, which we had passed by just now. I glanced at the name of the residential quarter, which read, The Most Powerful Family. The name matched with the residential quarter quite well. Each household inside was completely independent, including the front yard and the backyard as well as two parking slots. In City Y, even if it was in the Third Ring Road, such a community was rarely seen.
My words probably gave Patrick confidence. He hesitated for a moment and then nodded, "Okay." His brief answer meant the greatest forgiveness for me. Seeing him go upstairs to pack up his things, I followed him up. Seeing him taking out his shirt and tie, I said, "Well, if you are on a business trip in the future, I can help you pack up your things." As soon as I said that, I regretted it. I didn't intend to stay with Patrick for a long time. And I didn't have to take care of these things. Originally, I spoke gently. But Patrick heard my words. He came over, took my hands directly, and led me into his dressing room. Then he pointed to the items of clothes one after another and said, "These shirts are for work on usual days. And these shirts are for formal occasions, such as important banquets..." He pulled me and introduced all his clothes to me, including the shirt, the cuff button, the tie, and the tie knot. After he finished listening,
However, when she saw Patrick's expression, she immediately adjusted her expression, went forward, and said in a fawning manner, "Mr. Cowell, Mrs. Cowell, I'll help you get your boarding pass." "We will do it by ourselves." After Patrick finished speaking, he took me away. Amanda, who had been discouraged by Patrick, dared not to express her displeasure. We entered the waiting hall. Patrick and I sat alone in the first-class lounge. After a while, Jeremy came in and looked at me, saying with some embarrassment, "Mr. Cowell, it's true that Miss Archer has 51 percent of the shares of Archer's Group. And..." Speaking of this, Jeremy paused. Patrick raised his eyes to look at him. Jeremy continued, "And later, although Archer's Group didn't make any further big move, it donated money to some hope primary schools in the name of Miss Archer." "What?" I was stunned at that time. "Who is this person? What kind of great philanthropist
I felt warm-hearted in my heart. I knew that he was sincerely doing so for my sake. If I wanted to go to the banquets, he would prepare a gown for me. If I didn't want to go, he wouldn't mind. "Thank you, I, I won't go there." I was grateful to him for the fact that he took my feelings into his consideration. But I didn't want to cause him any trouble. Soon, the waiter was done with putting away the clothes in the locker room and removed the hanger. Judging from the series of movements, I realized that the business trip this time should be very important to Patrick. I'd better stay in the room obediently. Patrick didn't force me, "It's up to you. You can do whatever you want. Don't think that you will trouble me." He went into the house to change his clothes. I looked at his back and felt a little strange in my heart. I recalled our wedding night. The man, who had pressed me under his body and said that I wouldn't be even worthy of
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?