Hearing his words, I was a little sour in my heart. I knew that he did all of these to deceive me. Despite so, I couldn't help but feel upset. Lowering my eyes, I looked back at him with the same indifferent expression, "Then I'll go to see the doctor tomorrow." "Go now." Hearing what I said, he said coldly at once. I looked up at him, saying directly, "Tillie and I don't live in the same room. Besides, I'm wearing a mask. Even if I stay here for one more night, I won't infect her." There was some distance between the manor and the downtown. I had to deal with some work later. By going to the hospital now, I would waste the whole night. In that case, I'd better go there tomorrow. If I could come back here earlier, I could work for a while. "No way." Hearing what I said, he decisively said no. Feeling somewhat disappointed in my heart, I looked at him and asked in a half-joking tone, "Mr. Cowell, are you really worr
Hearing my words, Tillie quickly reached out to touch my forehead "Why is it so hot?! I'll call an ambulance for you." "There's no need for that. I..." I originally wanted to refuse her, thinking that I would be fine after taking some medicine. However, upon finishing my words, I felt that everything in front of me went black. Then I fainted. I felt that Tillie helped me up. Vaguely, I could hear her calling an ambulance. Despite being weak at this time, I wasn't completely unconscious. I could feel a few bodyguards putting me on the bed and that someone fetched a thick quilt and covered me with it. The lights in the room were turned on. I opened my eyes slightly and saw that Tillie was next to me. There were two shallow red marks on her neck. Oh, it was hickeys. I probably was seriously ill. At this moment, upon seeing the hickeys on her neck, I felt nothing else. It was as if I had seen something ordinary. Later,
Clenching my hands into fists and biting my lips, I told myself in my heart over and over again that I could leave after finishing my last few words. However, I couldn't say it out loud. Just then, the door behind me was pushed open. I heard someone come in without even knocking on the door. I didn't see who behind me was. However, seeing Patrick's suddenly tender eyes, I figured it out. Following that, Tillie came out from behind me. Glancing at me, she walked to Patrick's side. Patrick reached out and grabbed her hand. Tillie looked at me jealously and said, "What are you talking about?" "Nothing. She's leaving tomorrow." Patrick said flatly. Seeing that the two of them were holding hands, I felt as if my heart was being twisted that I couldn't even breathe. I stood where I was as if I had finally found a reason to say my last few words. Bowing slightly, I clenched my hands together and said to Patrick, "Mr. Cowell, ho
"Ah?" I was stunned, saying, "Can you come back and pick me up?" The driver immediately refused, "No! I have another order to take!" Then he hung up the call directly. "I'm the one who let him go." I was confused. Then Patrick's voice rang behind me. Looking back, I saw Patrick sitting in a wheelchair with a gloomy look on his face. I frowned slightly, "Why did you do so? Mr. Cowell." After making up my mind to leave, I changed how I addressed him and no longer called him Master. Hearing my address, Patrick narrowed his eyes slightly. He lowered his eyes and said after a long while, "The online car-hailing is not safe." "Is it because of this?" Hearing his words, I looked at him with some inquiry in my eyes, "Then how should I leave?" "Jeremy will come here to report to me tomorrow. I will let him take you away then." Upon finishing his words, he turned around and left in his wheelchair. He left me onl
Patrick directly held me in his arms and pulled me into the bathtub. The warm water soaked my clothes in an instant! As my face was about to be dipped in the water, Patrick immediately grabbed my body with his big hand and dragged me out of the water! Turning my head, I intended to complain, only to hear his warm voice, "Let's take a bath together." "No, you take it by yourself." I said without hesitation. In fact, I, who was soaked wet, surely couldn't go out like this. "Okay, then go." Patrick didn't ask me to stay. Despite saying so, he held me tightly with no intention to let me go at all. I pushed his hand and failed. Squinting at him, I pretended to be angry, "Loosen your grip. Otherwise, how can I get out?" "All right." Hearing this, he let of me directly. He dragged me just now. Now, as soon as he let go of me, I fell backward. I quickly rest my hands on the edge of the bathtub. Exerting a lot o
If I could control my feelings, I might have fallen in love with someone else long ago. For example, Seth... Sitting up straight slightly, Patrick continued, "Wait a minute. I'll ask her to tell you the details personally." "No need." I refused decisively, "Is Tillie a student from the School of Art?" Speaking of the profession in need of acting capability... There was nothing else except the cast. I paid attention to the entertainment circle. Tillie surely was a newcomer who rarely made it on the Internet. Otherwise, if Patrick found a somewhat popular actress, he was insulting my IQ. Hearing this, Patrick could only nod, "Okay. But I didn't expect you to see us through long ago." "That's why I stayed here for so long. Otherwise, I would have left." 'I wouldn't have given Patrick the opportunity to humiliate me over and over again.' Curling up the corner of his mouth, he tidied my hair, "I'm sorry, it won't happen agai
"It has nothing to do with you." I said flatly. I also didn't know how to describe the relationship between Patrick and me. Realizing that I seemed to dislike her, Sandra immediately approached me, saying in a somewhat flattering tone, "Janetta, you won't be angry with me, will you? I did all of these per the Master's order. They have nothing to do with me. I worked for him. That's all." "I know." I looked at her, "But it was you who lied to me. What? Do you expect me to greet you with a smile and thank you for your cooperation with him?" No matter what, she indeed had provoked me several times back then. Sandra looked innocent, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I'm sorry." "Let bygones be bygones. Anyway, it's time for you to leave." "Yes..." Sandra nodded and said, "The Master has informed me that I can leave tomorrow." "Have a good trip." After saying that, I took a step to the side, thinking that Sandra could let me go now.
I looked at Patrick somewhat surprisedly. To tell the truth, I had decided to tell Nancy that I couldn't go back to the company these days. I didn't expect that he would go back to City Y with me. Holding my right hand, he said, "You are my woman. You don't need to give up anything for me." I looked at him in a daze. It was so good that he could think like this. I calculated the time and asked, "Can... can Glenn see you?" If his answer was no, maybe I needed to keep Glenn company over weekends. Then I couldn't stay by Patrick's side. Recently, I let Janice and others take care of Glenn instead. To tell the truth, I felt very guilty about it. Patrick didn't respond immediately. He seemed to think about it for a moment before nodding, "Okay." Hearing his brief answer, I knew that he had made a great determination. Every man naturally hoped to be the hero of his kids. "Don't force yourself." I knew what he's been thr