Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 214

"Isn't that Patrick Cowell?" Before I moved, Lisa, who was next to me, became agitated, intending to rush over directly!

"Don't go!" I suddenly grabbed Lisa and explained, "That woman's name is Kelsi Clark. She's Patrick's childhood sweetheart."

"Childhood sweetheart?" Lisa looked at me and said angrily, "Aren't childhood sweethearts the synonym of adulterous couples?"

I know that Lisa was saying for my own good.

I looked in the direction of Patrick. The two of them stood at the door. There was a white car parked not far away. I seemed to have never seen Patrick drive this car.

The two of them walked to the front of the car. Patrick opened the car door for Kelsi.

Only after pulling Kelsi's hands did he allow her to get into the car.

I felt a pinch of pain in my heart.

I couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Even so, I grabbed Lisa tightly with my hands, fearing that she would rush over and

embarrass Patrick.

It wasn't until the two of them left in the car that I let go of Lisa.

"What do you mean? Aren't you with Patrick? You told me a fairy tale at noon whose plots seemed to happen in a novel. Judging from the current situation, could it be that the whole story was made up by yourself?"

Lisa was hot-tempered.

Her words were stabbing right into my heart.

When I stood there, I suddenly felt that I seemed to have been played around by Patrick again.

In such a short time, he had won me over easily. Could it be that it was because of this that he didn't cherish me?

Thinking of what he said last night, I even began to doubt whether he had ever thought of marrying me.

After all, it was Lisa's birthday today. And I couldn't make her sad.

I suppressed the sadness in my heart and said to Lisa, "No, it's all right. He often contacts Kelsi. It's just an ordinary meeting between them. He informed me in advance."

As I said this, I took Lisa's hand and wanted to walk into the cafe.

Lisa shook off my hand, "Charlotte Archer, how come you are brainless every time you encounter Patrick's issue?"

"No, give me your cell phone. I want to call him."

"Forget it."

I didn't want to call Patrick.

In fact, I knew well that Iwas afraid.

I was afraid that if Lisa called Patrick later, the answer from Patrick which I had been looking forward to would destroy all the dreams I had built during this period.

No wonder I would always be so uneasy.

"It turns out that Patrick indeed hides something from me."

"Forget it? No way!" Lisa took out her cell phone to make a phone call.

"Don't!" I was so scared that I wanted to grab her cell phone.

Lisa was tall. So I couldn't reach her.

However, after thinking about it for a while, I found out that Lisa didn't have Patrick's phone number. So, who was she calling?

When I was puzzled, I heard her say, "Roger

Lance, where are you? I want to see you."

"What?"

"Roger Lance?"

I never thought that Lisa would have such a trick up her sleeve.

She had always disliked Roger. But for the sake of mine, she was contacting him, which made me feel even more apologetic towards her.

But in the end, I couldn't go against Lisa.

About half an hour later, Roger appeared in the cafe in a set of silver suits.

Lisa was wearing the bracelet gifted by him.

As soon as he came over, he saw that she was wearing his bracelet and said with a slight smile, "Mrs. Lisa, happy birthday. Do you like the gift I gave you?"

"I like it." Lisa rest her arm on the coffee table and looked at Roger, looking so charming.

By this time, I had figured out what Lisa was going to do.

As I was about to stop her, Lisa spoke first, "Mr. Roger, are you interested in me? Do you want me to be your girlfriend?"

"That's right."

Although Roger was stunned for a moment, he agreed quite quickly.

"Lisa, I'll help you contact Patrick. You don't have to turn to Roger," I said, pulling Lisa's hand. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

But Lisa seemed to be determined. She ignored me and said to Roger with a smile, "Mr.Roger, to be honest, many men are chasing after me. However, speaking of the one who is handsome, rich, and considerate about women, you are the only one. I think I should consider you seriously."

Hearing this, Roger was happy. But he knew that Lisa hadn't finished her words yet. So he asked, "Then?"

"But..." Lisa sneered, "please call Patrick Cowell, that bastard, and ask him to come here first. I want to ask him what he takes my Charlotte for!"

"What?"

Hearing Lisa's words, Roger was stunned.

He looked at me, "What happened to you and my brother? You were fine when you bought the gifts that day, weren't you?"

"We..."

"What's wrong with your face?"

At this time, Roger finally paid a little attention to me.

That day, I wore heavy makeup. And he didn't notice my face.

Today, I wore light makeup. And the scars on my nose weren't covered up.

"She's disfigured," Lisa quickly answered. "It's because of Patrick that her face has been ruined by someone jealous of her. What's the matter now? Patrick doesn't want her anymore. If ye, he should speak his mind out loud!"

"Is her face ruined?" Roger was stunned.

"That's right. Hurry up and make a call. Let's meet up somewhere with Patrick."

Lisa's tone of voice sounded commanding.

Roger was a casual person on usual days. And the women beside him were even gentler. Even if they lost their temper, they did so with a sense of propriety.

He had never met someone like Lisa.

Hearing Lisa's words, Roger immediately took out the cell phone and said, "No problem, I'll call him now."

When Lisa saw that Roger was dialing a number, she added, "Get the speak mode on your cell phone on."

"Don't!" As for this

condition, Roger immediately refused it. He shook his head desperately and said, "I can't do that."

As Roger spoke, the call seemed to have been connected.

He put his forefinger to his mouth and made a quiet gesture.

I watched Roger put the phone close to his ear. And my heart was pounding.

"What is Patrick doing with Kelsi? Will he come here?"

"What should I say if he comes here?"

About a minute later, Roger Lianzian suddenly asked, "Brother, where are you?"

The call was connected.

Looking at Roger, I was extremely nervous.

I couldn't hear what Patrick said over the phone. But I heard Roger say, "Well, isn't Liss celebrating her birthday today? She asked me to go. I thought Charlotte was there as well. So I called you to see if you want to go there with me."

Lisa and I looked at him in unison.

After Roger heard Patrick's answer over the phone, he looked a little embarrassed. After a long time, he said, "Alright. Bro, you're busy, I..."

At this point, Lisa and I both understood that Patrick had rejected Roger.

"Hello!" Lisa stretched out her hands to grab the veil phone.

Roger was so scared that he quickly stood up and continued, "Bye!"

Then he quickly hung up the phone.

Lisa stood up and said in an imposing manner, "I want to talk to him!"

With a bitter look on his face, Roger said, "Miss Lisa, to tell you the truth, most of the ones around me can be offended at will. Only two people are exceptions. One is my father. And the other is my brother, Patrick."