Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 176

"Boss, how come you still remember me?"

I was a little surprised.

"Of course I can. You haven't changed much in recent years. I surely can recognize you." The owner of the restaurant said happily and looked at Patrick, "Is this your boyfriend? He looks so noble. At first glance, I know that he isn't an ordinary person

Admittedly, the owner of the restaurant was discerning.

I hooked up the corner of my lips, "No, he's just my..."

"I'm her boyfriend."

Knowing what I was going to say, Patrick spoke first.

Glacing at him, I didn't bother to argue with him.

The owner of the restaurant smiled and placed a menu on our table, "Did you quarrel? It's okay. You'll get along with each other after having my food."

The menu in the restaurant was still the same. Like before, it was bound by a few pieces of paper. And the price of the dishes

on it was written by the owner in person.

So many years had passed. The price of the dishes hadn't increased much.

I looked at the price of the dishes and frowned slightly, "Boss, I'm afraid that you will lose money if you do business like this."

The owner of the restaurant laughed and said, "No worry. The reason I do business is to make myself happy. I'm happy that old customers like you are willing to chat with me here. As for making money, it is not that important."

I ordered two dishes that I used to eat before and then handed the menu to Patrick.

I asked him what he would like to order.

Patrick looked at the menu with a confused look on his face. Finally, he said, "Up to you."

"Gentleman, you are a powerful boss at first glance. Come on. I'll recommend some to you." The owner of the restaurant was easygoing. So he immediately picked up the menu and recommended some dishes to Patrick.

Even though the owner had been talking for a long time, Patrick only ordered one dish, that was, fried shreds of pork with fungus and eggs.

The owner went to cook.

Only Patrick and I were in the small restaurant. And I said, "Mr. Cowell, did you see it? This is my life. And you and I are in two different worlds."

Patrick frowned slightly, "Hadn't you been fine before? Why are you always saying these things now?"

I lowered my head, hesitated for a moment, and raised my head, saying word by word, "Patrick, I used to love you very much. I used to love you so much. Despite whether we are in the same world or not and whether there is a great difference between us, I was willing to overcome the hardships to be with you. I was willing to adapt to your life. With a glance from you, I would be willing to face any danger."

When Patrick heard what I had said, there wasn't a trace of joy in his eyes.

On the contrary, there was a touch of dense sadness in his eyes.

I went on, "But after so many things, my feelings for you have been worn down by you.

I don't want to love you anymore. I'm tired."

"Charlotte, I..."

"Here comes the dish!"

When Patrick wanted to say something, the owner came out with a plate of fried shreds

of pork with fungus and eggs in his hand. Smelling the fragrance, I, who hadn't eaten the dishes here for so many years, knew that the owner's cooking skills didn't change at all.

His cooking skills were as amazing as ever.

The owner stood aside and boasted, "Come on. I'm not boasting. The dishes cooked by the chefs of a five-star hotel probably won't be delicious as those cooked by me."

Patrick looked at the owner as if he were waiting for him to leave.

I knew the owner of the restaurant here. He was so warm-hearted that he wouldn't leave so easily.

"Let's eat the dish," I said to Patrick with a smile. "Let's not talk about unhappy things over a meal. Otherwise, our appetite will be affected. We'll talk about it after we finish eating."

Patrick hesitated for a moment before he nodded.

After he took a bite of the dish, judging from his expression, I knew that he liked the dish here very much!

Later, the boss finished serving all the dishes we had ordered. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

After the meal, Patrick asked him, "Would you like to open a restaurant outside? I'll be your investor." "Haha, thank you, Boss." The boss laughed and said, "I won't go anywhere in my life. I'll just guard this store. After all, my wife and I run it together."

Hearing the owner mention his wife, I asked, "Where's your wife? Why didn't I see her?"

In the past, when I came here for food, it was the owner who cooked and his wife who served the dishes.

But I didn't see her today.

As the owner heard my words, he looked somewhat disappointed on his face. After a pause, he said, "She was ill a few years ago. And I spent a lot of money treating her. Originally, I thought that she was cured. But last year, her illness relapsed. And she passed away..."

"Sorry, I don't know."

I realized that I had said something wrong.

I, who had just lost my grandmother, understood the owner's feelings very much, knowing that someone who had lost an important relative surely would be in great pain.

"It's okay, it's okay." The owner was depressed, "Well, I thought she had never had a good life as she was with me in her life. In the next life, I surely have to make a lot of money and let her have a good life."

"Having such a good husband as you, she had a good life."

I comforted the owner.

When we paid the bill and left, Patrick wanted to pay the owner more, only to be refused by the owner.

After leaving the restaurant, we walked along a winding path. It was at night. And the street lights were dim. Both of us didn't speak.

When we were about to arrive at the front of the car, I heard Patrick behind me say, "Baby, you don't have to love me this time. Just let me love you this time instead. You don't have to sacrifice anything. I will work hard to fight for you."

A few words of his made me nervous.

I put my hands in front of me and held them tightly. After a long time, I said, "No. Mr. Cowell, you, who are so sincere, will be rewarded if you love whoever except for me. You don't need to waste your time on me."

It was very desolate around. And I didn't see any taxi.

I had no choice but to take Patrick's car home. When I got off the car, Patrick still said, "Let me love you. You can accept me slowly. I only hope that you won't run away from me."

I dared not to look at him. So I left without saying a word.

To be continued...

A few days later, it was Rosy's funeral.

On that day, I wore black clothes and arrived at the burial place. Only a few people attended the funeral this time. And they were all familiar ones to me.

As soon as I went over, Jeremy saw me. And he, who was furious, pushed me directly and scolded, "How dare you come here? Get lost!"

As he roared, everyone looked at me. But none of them had a gentle look on their faces.

Gina scolded me as well, "You made the Archer Family like this. How dare you be here? Get out of here!"

I didn't know why they were so excited this time.

But I was very clear about my purpose here.

I glanced at everyone coldly, "I'm here to see Grandmother rather than you."

"Even if my mother is alive, she won't want to see you!" Tracy finally spoke, "Charlotte Archer, you've ruined Archer's Group. Are you happy?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

I frowned slightly.

"What does it have to do with you?" Jeremy rushed over and wanted to hit me.

I, who had been prepared for this, dodged him.

Jeremy glared at me and said, "You seduced Patrick and asked him to break off his marriage engagement with Caroline at this time! You are such a scheming woman!"

It turned out they treated me so because of this matter.

I turned to look at Caroline who was crying in distress, "Ask her. If she didn't do the things which couldn't be more despicable, how could Patrick be done with tolerating her? What does it have to do with me?"

"Woo. Woo. Woo. It's all my fault..." Caroline continued to cry without stating the reason.

"Even if the whole Archer Family doesn't welcome me, it is Rosy's funeral. I have to be here as well. I want to say goodbye to Grandma for the last time."