Semua Bab Substitute Bride,Substitute Love: Bab 101 - Bab 110

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

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

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 was helping me wear a necklace. Before I could turn around, I heard a jubilant voice coming from behind, "Patrick, I have a piece of good news for you!" It was Caroline Archer. Wondering if Patrick was done with helping me wear the necklace or not, I turned my head.  As I turned my head, the necklace, which wasn't on my neck properly yet, fell to the ground. Then a clear sound rang. My heart trembled. And I lowered my head to get the necklace. Although I didn't know how much the necklace had cost, I knew that it surely was very expensive. I wanted to check it out. However, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Caroline holding a thing familiar to me in her hand. "How did you find me here?" Before Caroline could say anything, I heard Patrick scolding her. His voice sounded horribly cold. Obviously, Caroline's arrival said was beyond his expectation. "I... I..." Hearing Patrick's words, Caroline had grievances all over her

I looked up and couldn't help but be stunned. And I saw that it was a colleague from another group of the Design Department, Paulina Carter. I used to hitch a car with her frequently. Because I once was assigned with her to deal with a project related to a residential quarter. We, who weren't familiar with each other, sort of knew each other. I nodded. After she sat down, I bowed my head and continued to have food. But I heard her say, "Charlotte, I saw Mr. Cowell pick you up yesterday. And the blessings on the screens yesterday were all for your, right?" "No..." I denied it immediately. "Why didn't you admit it? Others all say that Mr. Cowell is your sister's fiance. But when I saw Mr. Cowell pick you up yesterday, I noticed that he treated you very well..." Paulina was two years younger than me. She, who had just graduated, was simple-minded. It was probably because of the people I had got in touch with and the things which