By the time I got up the next day, no one had been around me. I touched the bed and found that it had been cold early, which meant that Patrick had long left. As I was about to head to the bathroom, I heard water splashing coming from inside. "Who is it?" I was shocked. A servant came out of the bathroom, looked at me with some apology, and said, "Miss Archer." "Why did you come? Usually, you come in the afternoon, don't you?" I looked suspiciously at the servant who cleans the room on usual days. However, after the incident yesterday, when it came to people and things, I had been paying more attention to them for no reason. The servant said respectfully, "Mr. Patrick sent someone to pick me up this morning. He asked me to clean up the room early in the morning." ...... I found this matter a little strange. So I walked close to the bathroom. The bathroom had almost been cleaned up inside. And the sapphire blue bath
"Isn't that Patrick Cowell?" Before I moved, Lisa, who was next to me, became agitated, intending to rush over directly! "Don't go!" I suddenly grabbed Lisa and explained, "That woman's name is Kelsi Clark. She's Patrick's childhood sweetheart." "Childhood sweetheart?" Lisa looked at me and said angrily, "Aren't childhood sweethearts the synonym of adulterous couples?" I know that Lisa was saying for my own good. I looked in the direction of Patrick. The two of them stood at the door. There was a white car parked not far away. I seemed to have never seen Patrick drive this car. The two of them walked to the front of the car. Patrick opened the car door for Kelsi. Only after pulling Kelsi's hands did he allow her to get into the car. I felt a pinch of pain in my heart. I couldn't even breathe smoothly. Even so, I grabbed Lisa tightly with my hands, fearing that she would rush over and embarrass Patrick. It wasn't until the two
"Forget it." I didn't want to put Roger in a difficult position either. I will solve this problem by myself." "F**k off! If you can solve it by yourself, you should have solved it early." Lisa looked at me as if she were so disappointed in me. Roger spoke up for Patrick, "My brother surely has his own reasons for doing things. Although he treated Caroline well before, he treats you differently, which I can see. There surely is a reason for him to do so." "Haha." Lisa looked at him and rolled her eyes at him exaggeratingly, "It surely is his childhood sweetheart who took off her clothes on her own and that your big brother did something good to help her solve her physiological need, right?" "Well..." As soon as Roger heard Lisa's words, unexpectedly, he didn't say anything. Then he added, "Alas! The way I see it, as long as a man has a woman on his mind, it will be fine. As for his body..." "What the hell are you talking about?" Without saying a
I hesitated for a moment and picked up the call. I spoke first, "Hello." It was quiet on the over the phone. And no one spoke. There wasn't even any sound in the slightest. I said again, "Hello?" No one spoke there. Thinking that it should be a wrong call, I hung up the phone immediately. That night, I sat on the sofa as usual, waiting for Patrick. By the time I woke up on the sofa, I saw that the sun had completely risen outside the window and that the long-case clock was striking at 9 a.m. Then I felt a burst of loss. Patrick's slippers were placed at the door, which was the same as they had been yesterday. It showed that Patrick had never come back. There wasn't even a single missed call on my cell phone. "Where has he been? If he hadn't come back before, he would at least have texted me. He has never been like this." I called Patrick. No one answered my call. I was in a mess in my heart. I w
Hearing Patrick's words, Lisa and I were both stunned for a moment. Obviously, Patrick had found out that Lisa was lying. He texted someone when he went out just now, which I didn't pay much attention to at that time. Now I thought he should be texting Roger. After we arrived where I was going to pick Lisa up, he only said a few words in front of the car. "How did he find the truth out?" Lisa's face didn't look good. However, it seemed that she didn't want to admit it. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked directly into Patrick's eyes, "What are you talking about? Am I acting? It's true that I've been harassed. Also, I called Charlotte and asked her to come here. What are you trying to say?" "Oh, that's good." Patrick's expression was indifferent. He added, "I booked this room for a month. You can live there. After you've confirmed that no one is disturbing you, you can go back to your house." It seemed that what Lisa would say
The happy time between Patrick and me was always like a shooting meteor, which was fleeting. So were the paintings I had painted for him. On each painting, Patrick looked so handsome. "Could it be that I wouldn't have any more chances to paint him in the future?" I felt extremely complicated in my heart. When I was packing up her things, Lisa came back from her work. When she saw that there were a lot more things at her home, she frowned and asked, "Is Patrick indeed going to break off his connections with you?" "It should be so." Thinking of the fact that he refused my proposal of getting married, I thought that he probably had been thinking about how to end his relationship with me for a long time. Seeing that I wasn't in a good mood, Lisa didn't go on talking. She directly put her arms around my neck and said, "Oh, forget it. See? You helped me to clean up my house so well. Even though he doesn't love you, I love you. Tell me what you
"Is that so?" Simon looked at me with teasing in his eyes. "Or else?" I looked up at Roger and pulled down the mask on my face with no hesitation. Then I asked him, "Would you like to have a woman like me as yours?" Originally, I thought that Simon would refuse immediately. However, he thought for a moment and said, "Normally, I won't accept a woman like you. After all, I can't lift my cock up when I look at you. But if you are useful, I don't mind accepting you." I found Roger's words ridiculous. And I said, "Could it be that you think that you can threaten Patrick with me if you accept me?" "Can't I?" "If you had been a few months earlier, I might have been a little useful to you. But now, you won't have any chances." I looked at Roger and smiled self-mockingly. Then I pulled up my mask. As I was about to turn around and leave, the door of the box behind Simon opened. Patrick walked out from behind. Patrick looked at m
"Be responsible for me? How? Are you going to give me five million dollars or ten million dollars?!" Lisa said as she pulled open the quilt abruptly and pointed at a pool of glaring red blood on the bed and said, "My virginity has been ruined by you! How can you be responsible for my virginity?" As for the small piece of red represent... Everyone knew it regardless of the gender. Looking at the blood on the bed, Roger hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll marry you." "Bah! Who cares about your promise to marry me?" Lisa sneered. "For someone like you, even if you get married, you will have many mistresses outside! If I marry you, I surely will be cuckolded, right?" "I'll try my best to restrain myself," said Roger with a slight frown. "Control yourself? For three days or five days?" Lisa said as she picked up her bag and rolled her eyes at Roger, "I'm telling you, let bygones be bygones. Don't let me see you again. Or I'll beat you to death!"
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?