When Kelsi asked me so, she looked at me with a sense of sadness. I was stunned for a moment, asking, "Do I hate you?" "Yes." Kelsi's face was full of apologies as she said, "I know what happened between you and Patrick. You two used to be together. Then you separated. Besides, my family arranged for me to marry him." "What...What does it have anything to do with you?" I lowered my head and took a sip of the coffee in front of me. After thinking about it for a moment, I asked her, "How did Patrick tell you about the relationship between him and me?" "The relationship between you guys?" "Yes." I nodded and looked at Kelsi seriously. She nodded slightly, "He said it was his grandfather who had asked him to be with you and your sister." When she said this, she seemed to notice my upset expression and immediately explained, "But you are different from your sister. You are a good and kind person. So he has always been reluctant to hurt you..."
After I finished my words, Patrick was silent over the phone. After a long time... I finally heard his hoarse voice. And he said, "Okay. Come to my office at 10 a.m.tomorrow." "Your office?" After all, his office was a place for getting business done. It turned out that in Patrick's eyes, it was an official business for him to meet me. I could hardly accept such a reality. Even so, what could I do? I agreed, "Okay, I'll be there on time tomorrow." The next morning, Lisa went to her company for training. I got up to put on makeup. I probably spent the longest time doing makeup ever this time. I covered the scars on my face tightly and tried not to look myself so embarrassed by applying powder on my face. After all, I would meet Patrick for the last time. I picked a long and beige sweater from the clothes in the wardrobe and wore a pair of boots with a beige coat outside. Standing in front of the mirror, I looked quite you
I looked up at Patrick and saw that the look in his eyes was as gentle as ever. There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. When he looked at me, it seemed that he could only me in the world. But I knew clearly that these wouldn't belong to me soon. I looked at him and asked first, "Do you want me to go to your wedding?" "I respect your choice. However, my wedding will be held on an island. And you need to get there by boat. It might be a little hard for you," Patrick replied. His voice was so gentle. His words sounded like he cared about me so much. Even so, why did I feel so painful in my heart? I looked at him and smiled bitterly, "You are indeed good at acting. At this moment, I even think you are telling the truth." "I'm telling the truth." Patrick said seriously. There seemed to be a bit of firmness in his expression. He sat down and pulled me to sit on his lap. I put my hands around his neck an
I looked back and saw Patrick standing behind me. Seeing him, I began to panic instinctively, fearing that he would say something. So I quickly said to Kelsi, "Then I'll go first." After that, I left quickly. Before I could go far, I heard Patrick asking Kelsi, "What did you guys talk about?" "Miss Archer said that she would leave City Y in a few days." Kelsi answered. "What will Patrick think about if he knows I'm leaving?" I didn't know. But the answer wouldn't matter to me anymore. The important thing was that I would no longer be involved in them. I walked home alone. As soon as I entered the house, I saw Lisa eating instant noodles again. When she saw me, she sniffed. "Where have you been? Why is the smell of smoke on your body so strong?" "Is it so?" I tugged at my clothes and smelled it by myself. I could only smell a little of it. "Yes, I'm a stewardess. I'm the most sensitive to the smell of ci
This topic made me feel a sharp pain in my heart. And I nodded my head slightly. Shelton glanced at me out of the corner of his eyes and seemed to realize that he had said something wrong. Then he said, "I'm sorry." "No, it's not worth it to grieve over such a person." I shook my head, "My life is parallel to his. I felt that we were so close before. But it was just an illusion out of my wishful thinking." "Now that I think about it, Patrick and I are destined to have no future." "Based on the current circumstance, I don't want to speak up for him anymore. In any case, I don't think a man should hurt the woman he loves." Shelton looked ahead. His eyes were a little dim. "Mr. Shelton, you are wrong. He has never loved me." Patrick probably only loved himself from the beginning to the end. Shelton didn't say anything else. Soon, the car arrived at a plastic surgery hospital. He took me upstairs. After a while, a nurse led the wa
"What?" Lisa was obviously stunned. And she added, "Why? Won't I be fired?" The woman standing at the door smiled and said, "If you want to be expelled, how come you called your boyfriend here?" "My boyfriend?!" "Her boyfriend?" Lisa and I said at the same time. Lisa's face was full of weirdness. And she added, "When did I have a boyfriend?" The woman at the door had a strange look on her face, saying, "Didn't you have? He is right in the leader's office. Your boyfriend is so articulate. With a few words from him, the client directly withdrew her complaint." Hearing this, Lisa rushed out of the meeting room with a puzzled look on her face. I followed her and saw her entering an office. So I stood behind her. Lisa went into the office without closing the door. I saw that unexpectedly, it was no one else but Roger in the room! Roger on the sofa with his legs crossed. When he saw Lisa, he narrowed his flirtatious eyes and asked d
The next morning, I got up to pack up my things. I chose a set of formal dresses which wouldn't get wrinkled easily. Besides a few sets of clothes for casual occasions and two sets of swimsuits, all other things were cosmetic products. I hope I could be as beautiful as possible on that day. After I packed up my things, I cooked a bowl of noodles by myself. Originally, I wanted to add some chili to the noodle. However, as soon as I opened the lid... "Ugh." I couldn't help but feel sick! I rushed to the bathroom immediately. But I didn't throw up anything. I couldn't be more familiar with this kind of feeling! I took out my cell phone to count the days, only to find that my period should have come last month. However, I was too busy finding a new job that I didn't pay any attention to it... The fate indeed had played a trick on me. As I was going to attend Patrick's wedding, I was pregnant. It was the third child of
Amy began to do makeup for me. He adjusted the balance of my face with skin wax first. While adjusting my face, he said, "A barbecue party will be held on the beach tonight. You can rest assured that I surely will make you the most dazzling beauty." "Thank you. But I only hope that I can look like an ordinary person." "I don't need to be a beauty. I'm just here to tell Patrick about that matter." However, Amy didn't think so. He said, "That can't do. I'm here for you. If you aren't pretty, won't I come here for nothing? Others will question my skills." "Okay, I'll leave my face to you." I knew that whatever I said, Amy would turn me into a pretty girl with his makeup skills. Amy propped up his makeup case into a big mirror. He adjusted my face and said in the direction of the mirror, "Look? What do you think of it?" "It's quite good. Thank you." I had never doubted Amy's makeup skills. He continued to put makeup on me. W
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?