Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 160

"What?"

I looked at him in confusion. I, who had just woke up, was in a daze.

I didn't know what he was talking about at all.

However, Patrick withdrew his hand, leaned over, lifted his clothes directly, questioning me, "Tell me, how did you make love with him?"

At the same time, he was about to go inside my body.

At this time, I wasn't sobered. And my body was stiff.

He tried hard, only to fail to come in.

At this moment, I was awake in an instant. I wanted to escape, only to be grabbed firmly by him with his hands!

He wanted to come in. But I refused. I put my legs together and scolded him. "Patrick Cowell, are you a man or not? Do you have any other skills except for forcing me?"

"Don't I have other skills?"

Patrick frowned and looked at me as if he were enjoying a joke.

It made sense. After all, nobody dared to say that Patrick wasn't capable.

If Patrick weren't capable, no man would be capable in the entire City Y.

I twisted my body and said, "Yes. You are incapable. You are trying to make love with a woman by forcing her. Are you capable in such a way?"

My words were like a slap on Patrick's face. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

He looked at me with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Finally, he pulled out his hand and punched hard on the head of the bed!

I could even feel that the bed where I was lying trembled three times.

He looked down at me and asked word by word, "Is it because he is dead that you see your true heart and find that you love him instead?"

"Yes. Only after he was dead did I find out that he was the only one that was good to me in the world! At least he only loves me. And he treats me well only!"

Although what I had said sounded like a lie, it wasn't totally a lie.

The man who treated me the best was Seth, wasn't he?

Hearing my answer, Patrick frowned deeply. And his eyes were filled with dense sadness.

He just looked at me and said, "I can do so for you as well."

"Can you do that?" I looked at Patrick mockingly, "Never will you be able to do so for me unless Caroline Archer is dead someday."

At the mention of Caroline, Patrick's hand shook as he said, "I'm going to marry her. And I can give you everything else."

"I don't want it! I don't care!" I sat up from the bed, picked up the clothes on the side, and went to the bathroom.

Before I almost arrived at the bathroom, I looked back at Patrick, saying, "Unless you can make my child come back to his life. Or else, Caroline and I will be irreconcilable enemies."

I knew that my child was dead.

He would never come back to his life again.

Therefore, it was impossible for me to forgive Caroline in my life.

No matter how innocent Patrick was, he was Caroline's accomplice. I would never believe that Caroline could do whatever she wanted on her own to me when I was in prison.

My words probably had hurt him. Patrick didn't ask me to have a meal with him the next day.

I went to the dining hall alone.

When I arrived at the door of the dining hall, I happened to see Jeremy. Thinking of Nancy's matter, I stopped him and asked him why Nancy had quit the competition and how the investigation about Nancy's matter was going on.

Jeremy shook his head helplessly, "Before Nancy left, I had a talk with her. She didn't have any clue. And the monitor didn't show any suspicious scenes."

"Then why did you ask her to quit the competition? How did I feel that someone had framed her and intended to put the prize in his/her pocket?"

I didn't directly mention Mabel. But as long as Jeremy was clear about the strength of the contestants in this competition, he should know who I was referring to.

Jeremy looked up at me who was excited, saying, "Miss Archer, I know you have a good relationship with Nancy. But you'd better not speculate randomly without any solid evidence." "But

you shouldn't have let Nancy withdraw from the competition!"

"It was Nancy who wanted to withdraw from the competition on her own. I also advised her. She said that she was too ashamed to stay here. And I heard from the people in her company that she had quit."

Jeremy's words shocked me.

"Has Nancy resigned?"

"Doesn't it mean I can't see Nancy again"

In the resort, we couldn't use our cell phones. So I didn't even exchange the mobile number with Nancy.

"But it isn't her fault."

I frowned as I was at a loss for how to speak up for Nancy.

Jeremy looked at me and smiled slightly, "In fact, you don't have to worry about her. With Nancy's ability, she can have a successful career wherever she goes. However, if she stays here, even if there isn't any photo, her matter will spread throughout the company. It's good for her to leave."

As Jeremy explained patiently to me...

I looked at him . And I was in a trance for a moment.

Unexpectedly, I felt that he looked somewhat like Seth.

In fact, their appearances were completely different. However, as Jeremy was gentle and easy- going, he looked like Seth...

"What are you doing?"

When I looked at Jeremy, a harsh voice interrupted my thoughts.

I looked in the direction of the voice and saw Patrick walking towards us menacingly.

He took me in his arms, looked at Jeremy with his sharp eyes, and said coldly, "You are fired."

"Mr. Cowell?"

Jeremy's face was full of doubts.

I was also shocked, "Why did you fire him?"

Patrick looked at me with a deep emotion in his eyes, "What? Are you angry?"

"Me?" I looked at Patrick with a confused look on my face, "Jeremy did a good job. Why did you fire him?"

"Did he?" Patrick looked at me and then at him, "It's wrong for him to talk to you."

It dawned on me all of a sudden.

It was Patrick's possessive desire that was working.

Wasn't he always like this?

"Mr. Cowell, Miss Archer just asked me about Nancy's matter." Jeremy stood where he was and lowered his head.

He didn't even dare to look in my direction.

"Am I blind?" Patrick waved his hand, "Go straight to the finance department to get your salary."

"Mr. Cowell."

Jeremy's face was full of surprise.

"Let me go!" I struggled to break free from Patrick's arms, "Didn't you just see me talking to another man? Anyway, you don't want me. And you don't allow others to want me, do you? You don't trust me, do you?"

Patrick looked at me in confusion. I took out the key to my room from my pocket and scratched it directly on my face!

It was probably because of the strength that I felt a little pain and nothing else after that.

My face didn't seem to be hurt either.

Patrick rushed over, grabbed my hand, and grabbed the key, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll let you rest assured about me." I looked up at Patrick, "Although I'm not a beautiful woman, I have a sort of good-looking face. If I ruin my face, others will be afraid of me. Won't be you relieved then?"

"No, I..."

"I was just talking to him. There's nothing between us."

In fact, I saw that Patrick was a little guilty.

Taking advantage of the timing, I quickly spoke up for Jeremy.

Patrick's face was full of agitation. He waved his hand and said, "Alright. Go to do your work."

Jeremy glanced at me gratefully and then left.

As soon as he left, Patrick bent down and touched my face, "Does it hurt? Why did you bear to do this to yourself?"

He touched my wound quite lightly. And his eyes and expression showed that he felt sorry for me.

It didn't look like he was pretending at all.

I gradually felt that something sour was rising in my heart. But there was a little bit of sweetness in it.