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
"Grandpa, I know. I understand now." Patrick grabbed Ned by the hand, "It's just that I..." "Patrick, you can only be responsible for a woman after getting married. And the woman is your wife." Ned looked at Patrick, "You... You can't tread the same path as mine. Otherwise, besides hurting these two women, you will hurt their children and even your family." Everyone in the ambulance got Ned's point quite well. At this time, the ambulance arrived at Holy Spirit Hospital. Ned was immediately sent into the emergency room. I, Shelton, and Patrick were sitting at the door of the emergency room. Shelton and I sat together. Patrick sat across from us. While waiting, Patrick looked up at Shelton, "Uncle Shelton, how about you tell Miss Nolan who the big boss behind this hospital is?" I looked up at Patrick, feeling confused as to what he meant for a moment. However, a moment later, Shelton's voice rang next to me, "It's me." "Yo
I came out of the office. As soon as I closed the door, I heard the Vice Dean begging for mercy inside. "Mr. Shelton, I'm sorry. I was indeed possessed." "Mr. Shelton, please forgive me. I won't do it again." I walked along the corridor step by step. If I hadn't known that it was Shelton inside just now, I would have thought that the Vice Dean was calling Patrick instead. At the door of the emergency room, I saw Patrick smoking beside a trashcan. He was dressed in a thin black suit only. At night, few people could be seen in the hospital. He was the only one standing in such a vast place. I found the moonlight in autumn looked especially chilly. Against the pure white moonlight, the cigarette butt flickering in his hands looked lonely and insignificant. I stood a few meters away from him and looked at him. Thinking of what he said just now, I felt quite complicated in my heart. As I looked at him, Patrick suddenly
I turned around and recognized at a glance that this guest was Jeremy! I hadn't seen him for five years. Jeremy was completely different from what he used to be. He, who was much thinner than before, wore a long-sleeved sweater that had bulging pills on it. There was an ordinary pair of jeans and leather shoes on his lower body. I was somewhat incredulous. Logically, after the Archer Family was in trouble back then, someone acquired it. No matter how poor they were, they had tens of millions of dollars. Although he couldn't enjoy spending as much as he used to do, he surely could enjoy a prosperous life. Seeing I was looking in her direction, the clerk said to me, "Wait a minute, lady." "It's okay." I lowered my voice. Jeremy turned his head to look at me. At first, he was stunned for a moment. Then he looked somewhat frightened. When I assumed in surprise that he had recognized me, he quickly turned his head, took out s
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?