Lying there, I heard the ringtone of my cell phone upstairs ringing once. After that, it never rang again. I couldn't be more hopeless. The sounds of the doorbell outside didn't ring either. Only then did Gina continue to clean up the scene. In the end, she arrived at the meeting room. Standing at the door of the meeting room, Gina looked at me. As always, there wasn't any trace of sympathy on her face. Instead, she looked somewhat overjoyed. I knew that she felt overjoyed because she thought that she could get my house and make money with it soon. Gina didn't say a word to me. Of course, I don't have the strength to talk to her anymore. At this time, I couldn't even lift my eyelids. I gradually lost my senses. Feeling cold and listless, I couldn't even move a finger. Lying there, I vaguely heard a noisy voice that seemed to ring outside the door. But I didn't know what on earth had happened. Neither could I care l
After I finished my words, I sensed that Patrick held me in his arms somewhat stiffly. He got up slightly and looked at me with a lost look on his face. Seeing his look, I couldn't help but be stunned. Green stubble was all over Patrick's face. With his eye sockets sunken, there were pretty dark eye circles under his eyes. He seemed to... It was as if... He hadn't slept well for a long time. Seeing him like this, I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek, asking, "What happened to you..." "Patrick." As Patrick was about to respond, Shelton came in. He went straight to our side and said to Patrick, "Jeremy is waiting for you, saying that he has something to tell you." Patrick looked up at Shelton. Hesitating for a moment, he stood up. When Patrick withdrew his arms, unexpectedly, I, who could no longer feel the familiar warmth, felt a profound reluctance in my heart.
Without thinking, I quickly grabbed the towel from Shelton's hand and hung it in front of me. "Turn around and let me check your wound." He did treat me as a patient instead of a woman. As he spoke, he was about to force me to turn around. "No, thanks. I'm all right." I flushed. "You go out first. I'll go out after I wash my hair." At that point, I didn't have the mood to take a shower. "No." Shelton looked serious, and his eyes were full of worry. "Either I help you wash your hair, or you allow me to check your wound now." In the small bathroom, the white fog rising from the hot water had almost dissipated. The more I thought about it, the shyer I became. But Shelton blocked me and did not intend to leave. Watching my face getting redder and redder, he seemed to have finally realized what I was thinking. He quickly draped a big bath towel over my shoulders and said, "I'll get a chair for you. After that, I'll help you wash away the foam on you
When Shelton was taking a shower, I hurried back to my room to put on my clothes. I lost a lot of weight recently and my face was a little pale because of my coma. In order not to worry Ned, I put on a little makeup and applied a layer of pink blusher, which made me look much better. When I opened the door, Shelton also came out. He was wearing a pure white bathrobe. Its neckline was wide open to the waist, revealing his tight pectoral muscles. Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but blush. I lowered my head slightly and said, "I'm ready. I'll wait for you in the living room." "All right." His voice came into my ears with a faint smile. It wasn't until he entered the bedroom that I reached the living room. Sitting on the sofa, I picked up the little doll next to me, which was a cute kitten. It had a big head. Such a thing didn't match Shelton at all. I held the little kitten and pinched it for a while. Then I heard a c
"Is that okay?" Shelton walked to my side and looked down at me. Through the transparent glasses, I found that his eyes looked gentle and there was some expectation in them. I looked at him and thought of what had happened. He was really nice to me and Glenn. Although his love was not the vigorous one, he showered me with silent warmth. Perhaps this kind of relationship could live long. I thought for a while and nodded. "Okay. It's up to you." Hearing this, Shelton knelt on one knee and took my hand. His clear eyes were full of joy. "Thank you for handing the rest of your life to me. I will surely give you all my best." "No need." I shook my head. "I'll be contented as long as you stay with us." When I said "we", I meant, of course, me and Glenn. "Hmm, thank you for giving me this opportunity." Looking at him like this, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. "Stand up quickly. It's like you're proposing to me." "
"No, I mean, you..." I thought again. Why should he sleep in my room? I immediately corrected myself. "Forget it, you can leave. I'll walk you out." "No, since you said you want me to sleep with you, I'll take it seriously." Patrick held me tightly and brought me to the bedroom step by step. Laying me on the bed, he knelt on it too. "Patrick, I think you are too tired. I want you to have a good rest, not to sleep with me!" I got up and tried to get out of bed. Faced with Patrick, I was really afraid that my senses would go away. After all, just by getting close to him, I wanted to hug him and rely on him. He hurt me five years ago, but I still... Despite knowing that it was a mistake and a trap, I still wanted to jump into it. Patrick held my arm. "I'm kidding. In fact, I haven't slept for three days. Even if you have it in your mouth now, maybe it cannot erect." "Three days?" I looked at Patrick. "Why didn't you sleep?"
For a moment, my mind was also occupied by an impulse. I stood on tiptoe, put my arms around the man's neck, and responded. Patrick hugged me tightly, and his kiss became more and more overbearing. Bit by bit, he took away the air from my mouth, and I also tried very hard to get my oxygen back. The passionate kiss made the memory of five years ago reappear in my mind little by little. It was only then that I realized there was little sweetness when he and I were together. There were more entanglements and pains... The kiss lasted for a few minutes. When the man's hands were restless and he wanted to continue to move, I finally sobered up. "No." I pushed Patrick away and dodged, covering half of my face with one hand. "I'm sorry. I, I'm going to marry Shelton." "I don't allow it." Patrick directly placed both of his hands against the wall, imprisoning me in a small space. He looked down at me, his black eyes full of complicated
"You didn't treat me like this when you locked me up in the conference room and wanted me to bleed to death." I sat down and looked at her. Even if I knew that Gina and Jeremy may be sentenced to life imprisonment, there was no emotional response in my heart. They were my parents, but they were like two unrelated people to me. Gina held the receiver and said excitedly, "It was your father who asked me to do this. I had nothing in the past few years, so I could only listen to him!" "Hehe, he hasn't been my father since long ago." I held the receiver and looked at Gina through the tempered glass, "If it weren't for my good luck, I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you today." If Patrick hadn't gone to find me. I would have been dead. During the two weeks in the hospital, the doctor said that if I had been sent to the hospital half an hour later, I might had died. When she heard that someone saved me, Gina's eyes got wet again. "Charlotte,