I went into the room and asked directly without sitting down, "Let's talk about it." He walked to the sofa, picked up a cup, poured a cup of tea, sat down and said to me, "Have a sit." I couldn't refuse, so I went to sit down. The room was empty with no signs of any servants. But from the things in the house, it did not look like no one had lived for a long time When I got back to this room, I couldn't help thinking of Emily. After the accident, she seemed to have disappeared and I never heard anything about her again. When I was thinking about Emily, Shelton spoke first, "I suggest you stop the treatment of Glenn first. Those medicine won't work on him. They will only hurt him." I looked at Shelton. His expression was calm and indifferent. He leaned on the sofa as he spoke, with a hint of laziness in his tone. It seemed that there was nothing to do with him. My Glenn was in a dangerous situation, and he didn't care about it a
I held the box of medicine tightly in my hand and looked at Shelton. "I can't marry you before Patrick comes back, but I need Glenn to live. If something bad happens to Glenn, I'll die with him." "Oh." Shelton looked up at me. "If you don't want to get married, it's okay. Then you can be pregnant with my child first." "... " "In this way, it doesn't matter when Patrick comes back." He looked at me with a bit of firmness in his expression. "After all, you are a mother who loves your child so much. No matter who is its father, I think you will love it as well." Shelton was truly a sinister and terrifying man. He used this sweet but poisonous words to hit the nail on the head. Yes, he was right. I didn't believe that any mother would hurt her own child... Seeing that I was speechless, Shelton waved at me and said, "I'll give you two weeks. If you think it over, come to me." I took the medicine and left without hesitation. When I
Before Roger could answer, a young girl came out of the building and said to Roger, "Mr. Roger, right? Mr. Galen is waiting for you inside." "Okay." In front of this girl who looked like a receptionist, Roger immediately pretended to be bossy and turned to us with a serious face, "Go in." Lisa rolled her eyes at him. When we went in, we found that this company was not a pharmaceutical company, but a chemical examination company under a pharmaceutical company. When walking inside, Roger also explained to us, "This kind of chemical plant is not allowed to be built in the city. It can only be built in this kind of place." "Then what are we doing here?" Lisa was a little unhappy. "Can there figure out the ingredients of the medicine for us?" "We can just take Mr. Galen to his pharmaceutical company. All the companies belong to him. It's just that he is here today." Roger said indifferently. Soon, we followed the little girl to an office on the sixt
His tone was very gentle when he said that. He faced me and blocked the sunlight coming through the glass behind him. My whole body was in the shadow. If it was in the past, his tone and expression would definitely give me the same feeling as the early summer weather. It was neither cold nor hot, and the feeling was just right. However, when he said so at this moment, I only felt a cold sweat on my back. But I didn't shrink back. I looked into his eyes and said directly, "Because I don't want to marry you, I don't want to have anything to do with you, but I still want to save Glenn." "You, are so greedy." He said slowly. His tone was still placid. "Greedy? I'm not greedy." I sneered, "Like Lisa said, it was you that get me involved in your revenge." "You're also one of the beneficiaries, aren't you?" He looked at me. "Back then, you were the one who traded yourself for what Patrick wanted, weren't you?" "But you stole them! Th
My body tensed up, and I closed my eyes tightly, looking as if I was ready to die. "It's just sex." I consoled myself. After all, I couldn't escape from this. Maybe he didn't have a deep obsession with me. It was just that though we had been together for such a long time before, we even hadn't had sex. I supposed he must felt unreconciled. It would be fine. As long as Glenn could be cured, I would be fine. As for Patrick, he was good at adjust himself. Perhaps he could still be fine without me. I closed my eyes and let my imagination run wild. But I suddenly realized that his hand had already stopped and had not taken any next action. "What's going on?" Did he find his conscience, or... When I closed my eyes and made a wild guess, I heard he said. "You do it." "What?" I was stunned and opened my eyes. I saw he kneel on top of me, with his hands on his belt. He pressed a buckle. I heard a slight sound and the
I had no choice. I took the medicine and went back. After three days, the high fever once again faded bit by bit. But I didn't let him go to kindergarten after then. I went to work normally. Shelton hadn't called me these days. When I was at work, I took my finished drawing to Nancy and Nancy asked me in passing, "How's Glenn going? I haven't heard of him from you recently. I feel that his illness is a bit abnormal. You should take him to have a good examination. Otherwise, if it's not an common cold, his best treatment time might be delayed." "I will." I agreed and didn't say anything else. The deal between Shelton and I was really something that couldn't be opened up to anyone. Nancy and I have known each other for a long time. She knew my character. Since I didn't say much, she put down the stuff in her hand and squinted at me. "What's the matter? Have you already known what's his disease now?" "..." I looked down and said
As soon as I took the champagne, two people came over and greeted Shelton. "Mr. Cowell, I didn't expect to see such a busy man like you here. Lucky me." A man in a black tuxedo spoke first. Another man in a light-colored suit followed. "That's right, Mr. Cowell. The thing we talked about last time..." "Sorry, my fiancee is here. She felt bored when she heard about my work, so if you have anything to talk about, leave it to my office." Before the man in a light-colored suit could finish his words, Shelton interrupted him. Both of them looked at me at the same time. At first, they were puzzled, but then they seemed to think of something. They both said, "Your fiancee is beautiful. You're a lucky man, Mr. Cowell." "Yeah, we are so envious of you." They flattered first, and then the man in a light-colored suit said, "Mr. Cowell, tomorrow morning, I will go to your office, is that okay?" Shelton's mood was obviously much better after hearing w
It was Roger. I carefully recalled that female voice just now. I realized that it was Dulcie. Actually I didn't have a habit of eavesdropping, but because the other side was them, I couldn't help but stand a little longer. I heard that Dulcie said shyly inside, "But if you don't lock the door, in case others think that there is no one inside, they will come in directly..." "Then you should shout louder, and let them know that there are people inside." Roger's voice was mixed with gasps. What they were doing speaks for itself. I was wondering what kind of deep grudge Roger had with the Cowell Family. Even a women like Dulcie, who might be older than his mother, could he do this such thing... Inside the room, Dulcie's moans came from time to time, mixed with something like "you're so strong", "great", "this is the first time I have such a feeling". Just listening it from outside, I felt my face turning red. It was easy to imagin
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?