All Chapters of Substitute Bride,Substitute Love: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

"And then?" I asked nervously. Roger sighed and said, "Then there was a feud between them! In fact, Mr. Ma had warned Patrick before, so Patrick had been very careful. Though he almost had accidents several times, he had avoided them eventually. This time... Alas!" Roger didn't go on, but I understood. It was because of me. The car drove to my house. Roger was afraid that I would ask more questions, so he turned on the radio. It was broadcasting a news, "Last night, the lion meteor shower came to the earth..." Roger just pressed the button, and change to the music program. Meteor shower? When I heard the news, I immediately took out my phone and searched. Sure enough, last night, there was a lion meteor shower! That was why Patrick asked me to go to the mountain! It supposed to be the reason. Looking at the news on my phone, I felt extremely complicated and sad. Along the way, I didn't say a word. The next da

I thought that Patrick would definitely like this wedding dress as much as I did. I turned to look at Shirley and asked her, "How much is this wedding dress? I will pay you again." Since it was not for Shelton, I definitely had to pay a re-paid price. Shirley seemed to have understood what I meant. She nodded. "In that case, you'll have to pay me three hundred thousand." "Okay, thank you." I nodded. I immediately took out my card and paid three hundred thousand yuan. "In fact, I have checked on the Internet before. Shirley was a legendary designer in wedding dressed. The wedding dress designed by her has even been sold in a million. This is just 300,000 yuan. It must be a discount for me." I thought. After paying, Shirley said, "When will your wedding be held? Where will it be held? I'll ask someone to send the wedding dress to the hotel directly at that time." "I..." I hesitated and said, "I'll wear it now." "What?" "I'

When the three of us stood at the door, Shirley's driver got off the car and opened the door. Inside, Shirley sat in a wheelchair and said hello to me, "Come on in." I hesitated for a moment, but I finally got on the car with Janice and Lacy. Along the way, we were all quiet. Shirley drove the car to my place first. I asked Janice and Lacy to enter the car and gave them the keys before I returned to Shirley's car. When we got in the car, I asked her, "Miss Shirley, how did you know I would be thrown out?" Shirley smiled and said, "Maybe it's the instinct of being a disabled people like him." I looked down and felt a little disappointed. "It went well at first, but we had experienced a long foreplay and he seemed to find that he couldn't do it, so..." "That person is Patrick, right?" Shirley looked at me. I nodded. Shirley leaned forward slightly, grabbed my hand, and said with empathy on his face, "This leg of mine is the turning point of

When I stood at the door, a bodyguard opened the door for me and asked, "Are you a new servant?" "Yes." I deliberately lowered my voice. Fortunately, it was exceptionally cold today. Even if I wrapped myself up like a dumpling and only showed my eyes, the bodyguards did not doubt me. He open the door after looking at me for a few more seconds. This time, he didn't take me to the living room. Instead, he took me to the servant room in the corner and arranged a room for me. He said impatiently, "First change your clothes and then follow me to see the young master." I nodded. There were probably seven or eight servant rooms in this manor. The one arranged for me by the bodyguards is the one closest to the door. I quickly took off my jacket and put on a uniform for servants. Then I put on the flat-toned glasses that I had prepared long ago. As soon as I went out, she lowered her head. The bodyguard did not find out anything.

I bent down to pick up the pieces. Then I heard the man's angry voice behind me. "Didn't you go to cook? Where's lunch?!" I was so frightened that my hand trembled, and the vase fragment broke my finger. The blood quickly flowed out of the wound. I put my fingers in my mouth. I looked up and found Patrick was looking at me. For a moment, I didn't know whether I should pick up the fragments of the vase first or give him the lunch first. I struggled for a while and then put the glass pieces beside the wall. I stood up and said, "Please wait for a moment." After I said that, I went out and put the dishes on the dining car one by one on a movable small table in the room. Then I pushed the small table to the front of Patrick and placed the chopsticks for him. I said respectfully, "Sir, enjoy your meal." Patrick did not move. He just lowered his head. I didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed my finger.