As soon as I saw this scene, my heart trembled. Just as I wanted to figure out what was going on, my father came to the front and slapped me, making me hit against the wall. Before I could come to my senses, I heard him cursing angrily, "Charlotte Archer, we have been raising you for three years. And is that how you should repay us?" There was a smell of blood in my mouth. And I was also in a trance. Trying my best to stand up straight, I looked at my father as I asked, "What..." "How come you have the nerve to ask me any questions? Do you assume that we don't know what you have done? You schemed against your sister, fed her sleeping pills, and attended the wedding for her! If we hadn't found it out earlier and took Caroline to the hospital to have a gastric lavage, I don't even know if she would be alive now!" After that, my father raised his hand and gave me aother hard slap. This slap was even more vicious than the previous one. I was in a trance for a
I went to the door with difficulty, opened the door, and lay on the big bed where I had been sleeping for three years. I fell asleep in a daze... I had a dream. In my dream, I went back to the time when I had seen Patrick for the first time 12 years ago. At that time, I was only 10 years old. And I went to have fun at a construction site nearby the orphanage which hadn't been completely furnished yet. It was in winter back then when there was nobody on the construction site. I met Patrick there, who was wounded and dying. Although I had been calling him for a long time, he didn't respond at all. Originally, thinking that he was dead, I was about to go back to turn to the teacher in the orphanage, only to hear a weak voice behind me, "Save me." At that time, I, who was thin and weak, pushed him out of the construction site with a tricycle for carrying cement and took him to the nearest hospital. Because I didn't have enough money, the staff in the hos
It seemed that Caroline and her mother didn't expect me to wake up. Although the light of the floor-to-ceiling lamp was dim, I could tell that the looks on their faces were not good. Caroline's mother put on a fake smile and asked me, "Charlotte, how is your injury? Do you need to go to the hospital?" If it were in the past, I would have been moved. But now I was indifferent. Seeing my indifferent expression, Caroline, who certainly knew that I had heard all their conversation, interrupted her mother directly. "Mom, you don't have to act anymore. Judging from her tone, she, a wild dog, knows what's going on." "A wild dog." Hearing Caroline call me a wild dog so smoothly, I knew that they must have nicknamed me like this early. "A wild dog?" I endured the pain, walked to the empty sofa, and sat down. Then I deliberately said, "Even so, I am a wild dog who has 4% shares." Sure enough, as soon as I said that, Caroline's mother understood what I m
After leaving the Archer Family, I, who had nowhere to go, could only call Lisa Harper, my best friend. It turned out that Lisa's phone was turned off. Lisa Harper and I were classmates in the orphanage. She was two years older than me, who was supported by a kind-hearted boss. After graduating from high school, because of her appearance and temperament, she studied in the Academy of Aviation. After graduation, she directly became an air stewardess. In fact, at university, I was also supported by a kind person. It was just that I had never seen him in person. The fact that Lisa's mobile phone had been turned off indicated that she was working. Walking on the street in a daze, soon, I saw a sign of a shop at the corner of the street which was still lit up. Walking to the front of it, I found out that it was a bar. Alright. It happened that I was in need of a drink. It was the first time I had visited a bar, which was different from what I
Hearing my words, Patrick looked disgustful. However, stopped cupping my neck, he held my chin as he observed me with his black eyes as if he wanted to see through me. It was so terribly quiet that there was only the smell of alcohol in the air. After a long while, he sneered, "What do you want?" At this time, I naively thought that he had been convinced by me. Then I said, "I pressed my fingerprint on the wedding agreement. As long as you don't sign a new agreement with her, I will be yours." Patrick pushed me away and sat back in the driver's seat without saying anything. However, after he drove all the way home, he threw me into a bathtub which was filled with icy water, pulled my hair, and said to me, "Do you think I will believe what you said? A woman like you is at most a b*tch around me." At that moment, I came to my senses, thinking that Patrick, who loathed me so much, surely wouldn't be convinced by me. I struggled in the water. But h
Fortunately, Lisa caught the cell phone for me. Staring at the string of number "9" on the screen, she guessed it right at once, "Patrick Cowell?" I nodded silently. The ringtone continued playing. Seeing that I didn't intend to pick the call up, Lisa said directly, "I'll pick it up for you." After that, she went to press the answer button. Seeing her move, I was so scared that I immediately grabbed the phone from her and put it beside my ear as I said in a trembling voice, "Hello." "Where are you?" The man's impatient voice soon came from over the phone. With a quiver in my heart, I looked at Lisa and said, "I am in my... friend's place." "Come home in an hour." After saying that, Patrick hung up the phone without giving me any chance to refute. His words were like an imperial edict. Although Lisa kept telling me I shouldn't do as he said, I dared not do so. In the end, she helped me put on very seductive makeup as she
"Mr. Cowell, it is you who are fooling me, okay?" I took the agreement in front of me in my hand and stood up without showing any sign of weakness. Then I pointed at the clause. After that, I threw the agreement onto Patrick and turned to leave. I dared not look back. I am afraid that if I stayed here for one more second, I couldn't pretend any longer and I would show my embarrassment in front of him. I walked quickly all the way to the gate of the residential quarter. Looking at the luxurious gate behind me and thinking back on my naive thoughts before, I found myself sad as well as ridiculous. Patrick Cowell was the boss of the Towering High Group, who surely wouldn't fall in love with a woman after a one-night stand. He wouldn't do so even if I shared the same face as the girl he liked. (To be continued) I moved into Lisa's house and started my life again. After I graduated from college, I, who majored in interior design, found a
With the incident in my childhood that Patrick had no money and couldn't be rescued on my mind, I had no choice but to go to the hospital with the 911 team. After arriving at the hospital, I helped Caroline to pay the medicine fee and was about to leave. When I arrived at the door, I was stopped by a policeman. The couple on the third floor was standing behind him. The hostess pointed at me and said firmly, "It's her. It's she who pushed the girl down." The policeman nodded and said to me in a business-like tone, "Hello, please come with us." Although I was reluctant, I also knew that even if I didn't go to the police station today, I would have to go there tomorrow. On the way to the police station, the couple on the third floor went with me and the hostess said to the police, "I heard them quarrel so fiercely. Later, I heard someone shouting for help. And then the girl rolled down." Lisa lived on the fourth floor. When I moved there, she told