"I'll tell her." I found what he had said ridiculous. And the most ridiculous thing was that I had been trying my luck with Patrick, thinking that he would get angry because of me. I thought he would care about me a little bit. I looked at him and said very seriously, "Mr. Cowell, the identity of Mrs. Cowell makes me lose everything. I have nothing to lose. So, can you please let me go? I beg you." Standing a meter away from me, Patrick looked at me as he knitted his eyebrows deeply. He didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he said, "I'm tired. Let's talk about these things later." After that, he did not leave. Instead, he took out his computer from the suitcase and began to work in the living room. And I hid in the master bedroom and looked out of the window. Thinking back, I had been Mrs. Cowell for so long. But it seemed that I hadn't enjoyed a happy day ever. That night, I received a phone call from Seth.
"It's impossible." As soon as I said so, Patrick immediately refused without even thinking about it. I had long expected that his answer would be like this. If he wanted to let me go so easily, he would have agreed to my request long ago. But I came prepared this time. I took out my cell phone, walked to the wide office desk, and opened the recording interface. Then I put my cell phone on the desk. Without talking about any nonsense, I clicked open the recording in Caroline's office just now. Yes. When I went to Caroline's office, I turned on the recording on my cell phone. Patrick was such a smart person. He knew that Caroline's attitude indicated that she surely had something to do with this matter. Looking at Patrick's gloomy face, I lowered my eyes and said slowly, "Mr. Cowell, I know that you don't want to let me go easily since I married you on behalf of Caroline. If I am the only one who is tortured in this matter, I will accept it
I muttered to myself in my heart, "Don't forget what he did to you in prison. Don't forget your child who died. And don't forget that he turned a blind to Caroline's evil deeds..." ...... I seemed to be paralyzing myself and making myself more and more determined to go on pretending. Otherwise, the defense line I had been setting up with efforts would break down overnight. I didn't eat anything and left Towering High Group by myself. When I came out, many employees were still enjoying their food. When they saw me, they were whispering to each other. It seemed that they had seen Patrick go out just now. I couldn't care that much. Then I quickly left Towering High Group. Instead of going home, I went to an Internet cafe instead. I figured out my resume using a form there and began to send my resume to different design companies one by one. By the time I finished sending my resume to almost all the design companies of a certain scale,
At this moment, I came to my senses. All the delusions dissolved because of this small pill. I lowered my eyes and suppressed the bitterness in my heart. Pretending to be nonchalant, I picked up the pill as well as the glass of water. I wanted to drink the water down quickly. But my hands holding the cup were shaking non-stop. I had no choice but to put the pill into my mouth. Then I held the cup with both hands and drank it down. To my relief, Patrick didn't turn on the light during the whole process. In that case, he surely wouldn't see my helplessness and sadness. After taking the pill and calming myself down, I pretended to say in an indifferent and alienated voice, "I've taken the pill. Don't worry, Mr. Cowell. I won't be pregnant with your child. Can you leave now?" However, Patrick did not leave. He was standing beside me. I thought he was afraid that I would be fooling him without taking the pill. To prove that I
In fact, I could relate to the client. After all, a person had died in his new house. And it was true that he couldn't go on living there. The house was a villa with a market price of millions of dollars. For a small-sized company like Seth's company, which had just been operating for a few years, it simply couldn't afford it at all. If there was a lawsuit, it would be more difficult for Glorious Seth Design to establish a foothold in the industry. And at that time, it would be on the verge of closing down. Hearing Angie's words, I couldn't be more guilty. Anyway, Ronald Weil's matter started everything. Angie got her coffee and went to the construction site. I took a car alone to Glorious Seth Design's office. When I went into the office, I found that nobody was at the front desk. In the office where I used to stay, nobody was seen except for some computers in several compartments. It seemed that the designers who had worked there before
"But Seth... He is in great danger now!" I didn't even have time to think about how Patrick was feeling right now. I wanted to get rid of him and go after Seth. However, Patrick tightly hugged my waist with his wrists. The next second, I heard him say word by word, "I'm jealous." At that moment, I was stunned. "Mr. Cowell, what did you say?" "I say, I'm jealous." Patrick repeated once again, "You're my wife. I can't tolerate that you pay attention to another man and treat me as a nobody when I am by your side." If it were at other times, I might be moved and fluttered upon knowing that Patrick was jealous because of me. But now, I simply didn't think so. I pushed him away with all my strength, raised my head, and looked at him with an absurd expression. Then I said, "Mr. Cowell, the way you see it, why Seth's company has become like this? Is it because of his incompetence? Or is it because of his poor vision? Neither of them!" I loo
Shelton and I had just met each other for a few times. However rich he was, I surely couldn't take fifty million dollars from him for free! And I didn't know who he really was. If I got the money from him, it was unknown what would happen next. However, Shelton didn't intend to take the check back. Moreover, he seemed to have seen through my mind as he said, "I don't have any ultimate motive for you. And I won't let you do anything for me because of this matter. In my eyes, this money is petty. As your neighbor, I am just giving you a hand." ...... Shelton added, "There's no interest. You can pay it back to me slowly." Shelton added. In fact, accepting Shelton's money would be the best solution. After all, there was a deadline to repay a mortgage loan from the bank. If Seth couldn't repay, my house would be taken away. And Rosy surely would blame me at that time. However, I believed that if Seth got the money, he surely could make a
Ever since what happened last time, I seemed to have been granted some privilege in Towering High Group. This time, as soon as I arrived at the front desk, the staff there greeted me respectfully, "Mrs. President." Then she opened the door for me. In fact, I felt unworthy of this address. But I accepted it. I took the elevator to the top floor. As soon as I entered the corridor, I saw Patrick's assistant, Wilson, standing in the corner and making a phone call. It seemed that he didn't hear me coming. Although I was angry, I knew I was in the Towering High Group, where I couldn't barge in randomly. Out of courtesy, I stood on the side, planning to tell Wilson that I was looking for Patrick after Wilson finished his call. I waited aside and heard that Wilson lowered his voice and said while holding the cell phone, "It's true that Mr. Cowell isn't here." I wasn't deliberately eavesdropping on Wilson. It was just that it was so quiet i