After Tyler left, I went to Patrick's ward. He lived in a super VIP ward of this hospital. And his ward alone took up more than 100 square meters. As I was about to enter the ward, I saw that Patrick was lying on the bed and that Wilson was reporting to him on the side. So I waited outside in silence. After a while, Wilson came out. When he saw me, he looked at me with a little strange look in his eyes. After entering the ward, I walked over to Patrick's bedside. A corner of Patrick's hospital gown peeked out of the quilt, revealing a white gauze. And drip-feeding was hanging on the side. "I'm sorry." I sat down. "I am good as long as you're fine." Patrick reached out and held my hand. Although Patrick's internal organs didn't get hurt, he had bled a lot. According to the doctor in the hospital, Patrick needed to stay in the hospital for at least a week. And then he could go home to rest. During this week, I asked for le
Knowing why Gina was calling me, I blacklisted her number without any deliberation. But soon, Jeremy's call came. I looked at it and blacklisted his number as well. I had made up my mind about this matter. "No matter who comes to beg me, I won't let Caroline go." She had killed my child. And I couldn't just let her go in vain. I went home. Just as I was about to enter the gate of my residential quarter, I heard someone calling me, "Charlotte!" Then, someone grabbed my hand. I turned around and saw Gina coming out of nowhere. And she looked at me with a smile on her face and said kindly, "Charlotte, I haven't seen you for a long time. You've lost weight." Jeremy was behind her. With a fawning smile on his face, Jeremy was holding a famous brand's package in his hand. I roughly glanced at it and recognized it was a bag. "What's the matter?" I looked at them without any expression on my face. In my opinion, I had broken up
At that time, I was extremely nervous. What I feared most was that Rosy would force me to withdraw the complaint. Based on how she favored me, if she made such a request, I surely would compromise. Rosy nodded after hearing my words. Then she patted my hand and said, "Charlotte, sorry that you were wronged." I lowered my head and said nothing, waiting for her to finish her words. To my surprise, Rosy didn't persuade me to withdraw the accusation. Instead, she said to me, "Let everything take its course naturally. Caroline is spoiled by us. It's good for her to stay there and learn some lessons. But after she is there, Jeremy will find someone to help her. And she won't have a hard time there." Of course, I knew that. The cells in the prison were divided into different levels. Only people who like me, who was abandoned and specifically "taken care of" under Caroline's instruction, would be put in the worst cells with people like Mrs. White.
I threw away the things in my hand and went to the door of the orphanage. Then I took out my cell phone which had just been fixed. After hesitating for a while, I dialed Patrick's number. After the phone was connected, I said briefly, "I'll withdraw my complaint." The one over the phone was silent at first. After a while, I heard Patrick's voice. And he said, "Okay." "However, I have two conditions." "Say it." "First of all, you can't do anything to the orphanage and Glorious Seth Design." "Okay." "Secondly, divorce me." I had already figured it out. However much I loved Patrick, Patrick would only have Caroline on his mind. In that case, I shouldn't hold onto those unrealistic illusions anymore. Patrick had never fallen in love with me. From the beginning to the end, he was always in love with Caroline Archer. After I saw through the reality, I was no longer in a dilemna. Originally, I thought Patrick would agree
I glanced at Patrick from the corner of my eyes and smiled faintly, "Yes, I'll get nothing." At this time, unexpectedly, I felt a little happy in my heart. Seeing that Patrick finally stopped acting, I was happy, thinking that in that case, I didn't have to be attached to him anymore. However, hearing my answer, Patrick seemed to be a little surprised as he said, "Charlotte, do you agree?" "Yes. Mr. Cowell, what else do you want? If you like the house of mine in Unit No.1, City Y, then I'll give it to you as well." I looked at him and said in an alienated tone. Patrick frowned deeply and said after a long while, "No need." While the staff was writing an agreement, Patrick added, "Forget it. I'll give her 20% of Towering High Group's shares as compensation." His words shocked me. But, I realized soon that it should be Patrick's new trick. I immediately refused, "I don't want it." "20% of Towering High Group's shares..."
It wasn't until a long time later that Patrick's voice rang outside the door, "Something's up. Some books and documents of mine are here. I want to take them back." "Oh..." "Yes. His things are indeed here." Previously, I had been absent-minded. And then I was so busy with my work that I forgot this matter. I didn't open the door as I said, "Well, Mr. Cowell, please wait for a moment. I'll pack your things up." "I want to go in." I heard Patrick's voice. In fact, I was a little hesitant. But I thought that since we had got divorced, he should only be here to get his things back. After he got the things he wanted, we shouldn't have future interactions. I opened the door. And the cold air blew directly on my face. Standing at the door, Patrick wore a gray-black coat. And there were a lot of snowflakes on his shoulders and over his head. I was surprised as I thought, "Didn't he drive directly to the garage? How could there
"Yeah. I've been drinking. People all say drinking can drown the worries. But I'm quite uncomfortable after drinking instead." Bending over the low table, I muttered staggeringly to the one over the phone. The person over the phone was silent for a while and then said, "Why don't you tell me what happened? You may feel better after saying it." "Okay..." In a daze, I began to tell the one over the phone everything that had happened between me and Patrick... It was unknown how long I had been talking. Nor did I know how I had fallen asleep later. By the time I woke up again, it had been another evening. Feeling that I had a headache, I got up and cooked a bowl of instant noodles. Picking my cell phone up, I intended to check what time it was, only to find that my cell phone was out of power. I couldn't even turn it on. I was a little puzzled. And I remembered that my cell phone had been fully charged in the morning. I had just h
That afternoon, Lisa went back to her home and came back to my house at night. After that, she took me out with her. When she saw my outfit, she criticized me. Then she personally selected a long sweater for me. Originally, I thought I should wear a pair of trousers to match it. But Lisa asked me to wear long boots and thick stockings instead. It was winter season now. And the weather couldn't be colder. Although she said that we didn't need to walk outside, I wore two layers of silk stockings. Only after that did I go out to have dinner with her. After the meal, Lisa took a taxi. After getting on the car, I heard Lisa say to the driver, "Hello, please drive us to the Queen Bar." "The expense there is very high. We'd better not go there." When I heard this name, I quickly stopped Lisa. I knew Queen Bar, which was sort of one of the most expensive bars in City Y. Previously, there were some reports on the Internet saying