I hesitated for a moment and didn't stop Seth. We arrived at the venue where the annual conference was going on. This venue was one of the best hotels in City Y. If a company could hold its annual conference here, it indicated that this company was financially powerful. However, our company only booked a small banquet hall. At first, I was worried that my outfit would be too exaggerating. But after I went in, I found that everyone was wearing beautiful dresses with exquisite makeup. Only then was I relieved. A waiter came over to take the coat for me. I hesitated for a moment and took off the coat. Seth was the Vice President. As soon as he came in, he was called away by Wendy. He asked me to go with him. But I refused. After all, all the executives were by Wendy's side. As a young designer, I surely would make them dissatisfied if I joined in the fun with them. Holding a bit of fruit and pastries, I found a seat in the corner and s
Only then did I realize that I didn't smell any alcohol when I was so close to him. He was sober. I dared not make a random guess. So I looked at him and said, "Brother-in-law, then don't talk nonsense. The one you love is Caroline Archer. Never will you love me in your life. You said it by yourself." ...... Hearing what I said, Patrick was a little absent-minded. He looked at me with a more profound look in his black eyes, "Yes, I used to think so. But I was wrong." "Mr. Cowell, as I said, Caroline and I can't co-exist. If she is in prison, I will go back to your side." I looked at Patrick with a firm look in my eyes. At that moment, I saw the hesitation in Patrick's eyes. I sneered, "Mr. Cowell, I was innocent when I was in prison. But she deserved to be in prison. But when I was in prison, you stood by and did nothing. And you can't bear to see her being imprisoned. Don't you already have an answer in your heart?" "No.
Originally, I thought I would have to spend that night alone. Although I was somewhat lonely, the things in the suitcase that Seth had prepared for me moved me a lot. At about six o'clock in the evening, Seth came again. Before I could ask him why he was here, he reached out to hold my hand and said gently, "How can I let you stay at home on New Year's Eve?" As he said this, he pulled me and walked out. I was scared out of my wits as I said, "Are you going to take me to see your parents?" "No, no. I just said that I would take a friend home to have dinner together." As Seth said, he forced me out. I was almost dragged into the car by him. After we got in the car, I wanted to leave. But he didn't agree and started the car by force. I was a little unhappy. After we arrived at the downstairs of his family's house, I insisted on leaving. However, Seth looked at me with a pitiful expression, "I have told my parents that you will be
Looking into Seth's eyes, I couldn't help blushing. I spent the whole new year in the town. In the past few days, Seth had been very concerned about me. And his parents were also very kind to me. For the first time, I felt the warmth of a family and the concern from the seniors. This kind of warmth was different from what I got from Jeremy and Gina as well as a few perfunctory words I got from them after trying my best to please them. I could feel that Seth's parents were both good people. And they might like me because of Seth. Although Seth and I weren't in an official relationship, it would be just a matter of time before we become a couple. As long as one of us said it, we would become a couple. I thought that I probably would become his official girlfriend once a turning point came. The New Year holiday was over. By the time I arrived at the company, many colleagues had been there. Everyone was talking about the New Year
"No." I felt that Seth was a little strange today. So I could only comfort him first, "I need to think it over first. Please give me some time." Seth over the phone was silent again. After a long time, Seth said, "Okay." After that, he hung up the phone. At that time, I didn't understand why Seth was like this. But in just three days, I figured it out. Because three days later, the company where we were would have a new boss. And the new president would take office. I didn't see the mysterious boss that day. But there were all sorts of rumors about him in the office. Some said that he was an old man. While others said that he was a handsome youth. At noon, when I went to dinner, I saw some people from a furniture company carrying some furniture inside. The furniture delivered by them was very luxurious, including a leather sofa and a huge mahogany desk. Seeing these, I couldn't help but think of a person... But soon, I d
Hearing my answer, Seth spread his arms and held me in his arms, saying, "Great." I heard his laughter. He was lauhing as if he were a child. I inexplicably felt a little relaxed. It seemed that I would have a sense of security with him by my side. Although I knew very well that I didn't love Seth, I was at ease while being with him. I thought that in that case, it would suffice for me. I loved Patrick. But I was always worried that I would lose him, which I thought wouldn't be good. Seth sent me home first. After I changed my clothes, he proposed to go out for dinner. Thinking that there were some dishes in the refrigerator, I said to him, "Let's eat at home. I'll cook some for you." "Really?" Seth looked at me, looking somewhat incredulous. "Of course. Don't worry. I'm good at cooking. I won't poison you to death," I said with a smile. "As long as the dishes are cooked by you, even if they're poison, I will taste them with p
I didn't know when Patrick had left. But, that day, I had been sitting at the door for a long time. Until I fell asleep without realizing it. Early the next morning, I woke up at the entrance. The first thing I did was to open the door. But nothing was outside. Although a night had passed, I could still faintly smell the smell of alcohol. It seemed that Patrick indeed had got drunken yesterday. Back in the room, I wanted to call Seth, only to find a text on my mobile phone. It was from Patrick Cowell. The text read, "I'll let you go this time. Don't let me see you again!" As I read this message, my heart ached slightly. After hesitating for a moment, I called Seth. Originally, I planned to tell him about what Patrick had said yesterday, including that he had known everything. But for a long time, nobody picked up my call. By the time he got back to me, it was already in the afternoon. Over the phone, I could
I glanced at Seth. Seeing that he nodded, I picked up the call. And I turned on the speakers mode. Over the phone, it was someone from the hospital in Seth's hometown, saying that Seth's mother had drunk pesticide and was being rescued in the hospital! After the one over the phone finished speaking, Seth rushed to the door without looking back! I followed him. But I rushed to the boarding counter on the side first and gave him the boarding pass, saying that we probably can't board the plane and that we will get our luggage back in a few days. By the time I ran out again, I could no longer see Seth. I called him. After a long time, Seth answered my call, saying that he was in a taxi and that he had bought the latest train ticket back to his hometown. After he said that, he added, "You don't have to go there with me." "I'll go." I said decisively. This matter has something to do with me. And I must go there with him.
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?