I had known early that Caroline wouldn't admit it. She had worked so hard for so long just to make Patrick think highly of her. In that case, how could she let him change his perception of her and think badly of her so easily? But I didn't care about this anymore. I looked at Patrick beside me and asked him, "Mr. Cowell, I wonder if you do mean what you said previously?" I was just making a bet by asking him such a question. It was not a bet on his feelings for me but a bet on his possessive desire for me. Patrick looked at me with some hesitation. Although I had told him what Caroline had said and what she had done just now, it was obvious that he wasn't completely convinced. Women were very sensitive in this aspect. When Caroline saw Patrick's hesitation, she immediately became alert and asked me, "What did he say to you previously?" "Guess it by yourself?" I looked at Caroline and curled up the corner of my mouth slightly. And my
In the next few days, I had been living in Patrick's house in Unit No.1, City Y. To my surprise, although Patrick asked me to sleep with him, he didn't have sex with me. When Patrick went to work, servants would usually stay in the room. If I didn't call them, they wouldn't come out. Then I earched inside and outside his house. But I didn't find any trace indicating that Caroline had visited here. "Could it be that although I had seen Caroline show up in this residential quarter several times, she hadn't come to Patrick's house?" "Then who did she visit here?" After making sure that she didn't come to Patrick's house, I decided to go out during the day to look for a job. Although it was March, it was still a little cold. But the floor heating in the house was no longer available. So if I stayed inside the house for a long time, I would feel chillingly cold. That morning, I got up and waited for Patrick to go out. However, Patrick sa
Although I didn't want to wear a bikini, I surely couldn't get used to the weather on the island with my current outfit. I could only choose a bikini which was the least exposed. By the time I got changed, put on an item of sun-proof clothing, and went out, Patrick had been dressed in beach shorts. The perfect curve of his chest muscles and his eight muscular abdominal muscles were completely exposed. He was so eye-catching. Patrick seemed to sense that I was staring at him with a somewhat dumbfounded look in my eyes. Then he stepped forward and took my hand, saying, "Let's go. I'll take you for a walk." To be honest, it was the first time that I had been to the seaside. I, who had been living in an orphanage ever since my childhood, didn't have any chance to go out for fun. After I grew up, I was busy doing part-time jobs and making money. And I couldn't bear to go out for fun more. Although I tried my best to restrain my excitement, in
It was clear that Patrick was stunned when he saw me. "Who were you talking to?" At this moment, I couldn't think of anything else. I only felt that Patrick was talking to someone over the phone about Seth's mother. As far as I was concerned, the woman he had mentioned over the call was me. However hard I tried to be disguised, I couldn't even pretend that nothing had happened. "It's okay. It's about the company's business." Patrick was indeed such a good actor. He immediately regained his composure and walked toward me with a faint smile on his lips. I took a step back and thought of how I had trusted him during the day. It was so ridiculous of him to think of different ways to get away with it despite the fact that the evidence was conclusive! "Patrick, I'm by your side now. If you hate me, we can go to hell together. Never should you implicate innocent people in the future," I said word by word, looking up at him with an overwhelmingly
I was stunned as I said, "How could it be? I'm not you anyway." I, who knew myself well, was aware that I wasn't overwhelmingly good-looking. Setting aside the fact that I was with Patrick, it was probably because I had been greatly blessed in my last life that someone as perfect as Seth would like me. "But in terms of this matter, if it is someone else who did this, then this person is most likely to like you. In this way, you will break up with Seth. And there will be animosity between you and Patrick. In this case, won't this person be reaping the third party benefits?" Lisa analyzed the situation for me in a logical way. I thought that her words did make some senses. However... "I don't have a large social circle. If you ask me to think of a third man, I don't even know who I should choose." I smiled bitterly at Lisa. Later, Lisa told me other things, which were mainly about her work and some strange clients she had met. Her wor
Reading the news, I saw the comments down below indicated that the situation was a little out of control. Most netizens thought that Caroline surely had something to do with this matter. A lot of the netizens who had commented were probably females. So, most of the comments were about scolding Caroline for being an angelic b**ch and fooling Patrick. I turned off my cell phone and shook my head. "Does it have anything to do with me?" "No." Regardless of whether Patrick had me in his mind or not, as long as I was here, I surely would make Caroline sick. That was all I could do. But I was content with it. However, I had to find a job. Without a laptop at home, I found it more and more inconvenient. So I simply went to a store and bought a laptop. Considering that I would have to use it to do my design drawings in the future, I made up my mind and purchased a more expensive and yet more productive one. After I came bac
Gina's face turned pale. But she quickly said, "Plagiarism? What are you talking about? It's all because Charlotte was jealous of Caroline's talent. And she happened to know Telma before. So she forged those things to frame her!" "Is it so?" I found Gina's feeble explanation ridiculous. "That's Telma's work. And I don't have the final say about it. When I posted them on social media platforms, many of the peers have confirmed it. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame Caroline for being so stupid. Telma's work has unique characteristics in it. if she copies her work, she is bringing about her own destruction!" "Let's go back." Patrick pulled my arms, intending to leave. Gina wanted to stop us. But Jeremy stopped her. After all, even though they could offend me, they couldn't afford to offend Patrick. Patrick took me into the residential quarter and naturally wanted to walk in the direction of his house. I stood where I was and asked h
Patrick looked at me and said nothing. I told him that I had gone to Holy Spirit Hospital today to see Caroline, including how she was standing in front of the bed safe and sound. After that, I raised my head, looked at Patrick, and hooked up the corner of my lips, smiling playfully, "You can choose not to believe me." After that, I handed the suit to the servant beside me and went towards my room alone. But I heard Patrick behind me saying, "Your birthday will come in a few days. Do you want to go anywhere? Or do you want any gift?" "Birthday." This word was familiar and yet strange to me. After calculating the date, I found that my birthday was indeed getting closer with more than two weeks to go. I turned around and looked at Patrick, only to see that he was loosening the tie with his hand. To tell the truth, he looked so sexy while doing that. He untied his tie and then unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the muscles on his st