Looking at me, Patrick paused and said, "I failed you before, but I will try to do better and let you know that my love is not ..." "Patrick, I have a child with Janetta." Before Patrick could finish his words, Shelton interrupted him. Hearing his words, both Patrick and I were frightened! I looked at Shelton in surprise. "How could he tell Patrick about Glenn's existence?" "If Patrick knew that I was pregnant with his child back then, he surely wouldn't let me go!" Before I spoke, Patrick said first, "Do you think I will believe your words?" There was a hint of contempt in his tone. He was mocking Shelton for making such a clumsy joke. Shelton wasn't surprised. He continued, "It's not you who hurt her before but me." "Forget it." Although I didn't know what Shelton was going to say, I interrupted him hypocritically. Since Patrick didn't believe Shelton's words, Shelton should stop talking about my child anym
"I'm fine." I lowered my eyes and looked at the wound on my hand. I was in so much pain in my heart. So I couldn't even feel the pain coming from my fingers. Shelton took out a band-aid from his pocket, stuck it on my wound, and scolded me, "You're a designer. A designer values her hand as much as her appearance. How come you say you are fine?" I lowered my head slightly. Shelton seemed to sense that I was in a bad mood and patted me on my head, "Could it be that you can't get him out of your mind?" I didn't speak. Neither did my expression change in the slightest. However, I couldn't deceive myself in my heart. Shelton took me into his arms and patted me gently on my back, "I know that I am not him and that I can't be him. But I will do everything I can to treat you well. I will be wholly devoted to you all my life." To me, what he had said was the best promise. He would treat me whole-heartedly all over his life. What
A week later, I almost finished the landscape gardening design. After communicating with Calvin, I could get the indoor design started. Speaking of indoor design, I was only in charge of a small part of it. It would take me two weeks to finish it. That afternoon, as soon as I came out of the Institute of Architecture Design, I saw Shelton standing at the entrance. Standing against the sun, he, who wore a white shirt, looked handsome and warm. When we had lunch together, I told him I would come here in the afternoon. I didn't expect that he would come here to wait for me. Walking up to him quickly, I asked, "How come you are waiting for me here?" "Yes." Shelton took the documents over from my hand and asked me gently, "Do you have time tonight?" "What's the matter?" In theory, Shelton knew my working hours and schedule on usual days quite well. In City Y, except for him, I didn't interact with anyone else. He specifically
Shelton introduced Jeremy to me, "He is Patrick's assistant." Looking enlightened all of a sudden, I said flatly, "Okay." Given my relationship with Patrick, I shouldn't be so polite to his assistant. Seeing that I didn't like him, Jeremy said nothing else. On the contrary, Shelton asked him, "Are you here to help Patrick buy something?" Jeremy explained respectfully to Shelton, "Yes, Mr. Cowell has to attend a social event in the evening. He needs a formal suit. The one in the company was accidentally stained. So he sent me here to buy a new one." Shelton slightly nodded saying nothing further. I was relieved in my heart. Patrick had something to do tonight, showing that he wouldn't show up at the family banquet later. I thought it was quite good. The elevator soon descended to the floor where the underground garage was. Jeremy parted with us and went to his car. Shelton drove me all the way to Ned's house. It wa
Dulcie seemed to be a little surprised. Before she could speak, Shelton's voice came from behind me, "Dulcie, you're here." "Yeah." Dulcie stood up, glanced at me, and left. I could clearly sense that the look in her eyes differed fom it used to be. As soon as Dulcie left, Shelton sat down and asked me with a slightly worried expression, "She didn't make things difficult for you just now, did she?" "Sort of." Seeing that Shelton was a little nervous, I continued, "She thought I was the sugar bay who is supported by men on a long-term. So I told her about my actual situation." Hearing my words, Shelton looked somewhat relaxed. Thinking of what I said just now, I said, "But I probably have offended her." "What's wrong?" Shelton asked. I told Shelton what I had said just now and what I had added. There was no trace of worry on Shelton's face. Instead, he reached out and pinched my face., Don't be afraid. Dulcie won't be ang
"Could it be that someone had drugged me by putting something in the wine?" If someone did this, it surely would be nobody else but Patrick. When I raised my chopsticks in the air and let my thoughts run wild, Shelton's concerned voice came from the side, "What's wrong?" To relieve his worry, I quickly put down the chopsticks and shook my head, "It's okay. I'll go to the bathroom." With that, I walked to the bathroom, pretending to be calm. In fact, at this time, everything I saw was blurred. "How could this be..." As soon as I arrived at the washroom on the first floor, a maid suddenly blocked the door and said to me, "I'm sorry, Miss Nolan. The washroom on the first floor is blocked. If you want to use it, go to the one on the second floor." "The second floor?" "Yes, it is right on the left upstairs." The maid said to me. "Oh, okay." I nodded my head in a daze and looked at the stairs in front of me. Grabb
"Woo, woo, woo!" I struggled with all my might, trying to push Patrick away. However, Patrick didn't move at all. He raised his head. To prevent me from screaming out loud, he covered my mouth with his palm and stared at me with his black eyes, saying, "Since he has touched all these parts of yours, I can only disinfect them for you." As he said that, he began to kiss my forehead and kissed downward bit by bit! With my mouth being covered by him all the time, I couldn't make any sound at all. However, something infuriated me the most! As my body was stimulated by the sensation I was most familiar with, it actually responded. Patrick also noticed this point and got up to look at me, saying in a sarcastic tone, "Your body is much more honest than your mouth." "No, it's not like this!" I shook my head desperately! He continued to take over me. He unbuttoned his shirt with the other hand, one by one. In the end, he bec
"Say it." "For two of us, only one can stay in City Y. The winner will get the company and her. And the loser will get out of here by himself. What do you think?" As Patrick spoke, he had a sharp look on his face. Shelton surely would lose this gamble. Shelton didn't say a word. Staring at him, Patrick said with a smile, "What? Uncle Shelton, are you afraid? Are you afraid of losing money or losing her?" Shelton looked back at me and said, "Okay." "No. I am not yours. On what rights can you make a bet with me?" I was so angry that I stood up from the bed, put on my shoes, and walked out directly. "Janetta." Shelton behind me intended to chase after me, only to be stopped by Patrick. I heard Patrick say, "Uncle Shelton, do you want to bet? It's not too late for you to raise the bet after winning it." I was so angry and anxious. How could there be someone like Patrick? In a fit of rage, I turned around and walk