Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 196

"I'll get off the plane right away."

Stanley, who had figured out who I was, realized more strongly that she had done something terrible.

Seeing that the situation had come to this point, I surely couldn't let her go again!

I grabbed Stanley tightly and grabbed the bag on my seat with one hand at the same time. And I glanced at Patrick and Stanley, saying, "If you don't say it, I will get off the plane instead."

My flight ticket, my passport, my identification card, and the cell phone and wallet used by me in City Y which Patrick had brought to me were all in the bag.

Everything I needed was in the bag!

If I got off the plane with the bag, I could go anywhere I wanted!

"It's all over. Sit down." Patrick got up and grabbed my arm. He disregarded his identity and said, "Be good. Let's talk about it after we get back."

"It's not over!" I struggled to break free from his hands. Looking at him, I changed my

wording, "Oh, yes. in your hearts, of course, this matter is over. Because it's not you who were suffering in jail! It's not you who had lost a child!"

I stared at Patrick closely and begged him sadly, "Please, for the sake of the death of my two children, let me know the truth."

I wanted to know what role Patrick had played in that incident and that what he had done.

Patrick looked at me and reached out his hand to hold me in his arms. However, I took a step back and held the bag in my hands tightly.

There were only a few of us in the first class. And the stewardess dared not to come over when she saw us quarreling.

"You don't want to say it, right? Okay, I'll go!"

I was standing outside alone. If I wanted to leave, no one could hold me back.

At this time, Stanley seemed to have figured out the relationship between me and Patrick. When Patrick had spoken gently to me just now, she had been so scared that she was jaw-dropping.

Patrick had no choice but to look at me and finally glanced at Stanley with his black eyes, "Tell her."

The look in his eyes was so secretive that I couldn't help wondering if Stanley would tell me the truth.

But it turned out that I had overestimated Stanley's IQ.

She looked at Patrick and said with a trembling voice, "Back then, I was quite satisfied with your design. But Caroline called me and asked me to do her a favor."

"And then?"

As expected, it was Caroline Archer who had started everything.

"Then Caroline asked me to invite you over there. In fact, I had finished filming there at that time. She said it was a good time and introduced me to film another movie where I would play the third leading female role. So I went to another filming site. As her request, I left one of my assistants in the place where I would meet you..."

So far, she hadn't mentioned Patrick yet.

"I didn't know what happened after that. It wasn't until the trial began in court that Mr. ..." Stanley glanced at Patrick, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mr. Cowell contacted me, saying that he would introduce top resources abroad to me. And he asked me to prove and deny..."

Speaking of this, Stanley suddenly choked.

She stared straight at Patrick as her face turned pale. Then she yelled at a woman behind her who was sitting with her, "Mr. Cowell, I, I'm off the plane right now!"

"Mom!"

"Madam, the young master just played in the amusement section for children outside for a while!"

When Stanley went out, another old woman entered the first class with a little boy in her arms.

I looked over and found that the boy was about one-year-old. And his little face was fair as well as pinky.

He was wearing a set of small- sized and straight suit.

At first glance, his hair had been combed carefully.

"This child is so good-looking." Seeing this child, I suddenly felt a little sad and looked at Patrick with a faint look, saying, "Tell me, if our child is still alive, will he be of the same age as him?"

Stanley was so scared that she looked even worse. She took the little boy over and said to the old woman, "Go. We won't go back!"

"Why? Master also..."

"Shut up! Go!"

Stanley, who was wearing high heels of nearly ten centimeters' height, walked so fast and stably as if she were afraid that I would take away her child.

Patrick's face coulnd't be more gloomy.

I looked at Patrick and wanted to cry. But I forced myself to smile, "Patrick Cowell, you are so cruel. Can you tell me what you were thinking when you were doing this to me back then?"

Patrick looked at me and took a deep breath.

In the end, he said briefly, "I'm sorry."

"Are you sorry?" I looked at him with great anger in my heart, "Apology is of no use! Can you make my child come back to his life? My two children are both gone because of Caroline! Oh, no... It's because of you this time!"

"That's because..."

"I'm not raped or infected with HIV. I've told you. Why don't you believe me?" I asked, "You made love with me and took the antiexposure drugs with me. Are you especially touched by what you did?"

Patrick didn't speak.

But I know he was touched by what he had done.

I sneered, "Don't be moved by yourself. You shouldn't have had to do anything. What you've done only makes me feel that you are extremely stupid!"

Everyone in the world said that Patrick was smart. I probably was the first one who said that he was stupid.

Patrick was silent. I asked him again, "Please, please tell me what made you favor Caroline so much. You should be very clear about what kind of person Caroline is..."

"Caroline is promiscuous, vain, and selfish!"

"For such a woman like her, why did Patrick keep silent and agreed to marry her over and over again? He is extremely tolerant of her!"

Patrick looked at me and hesitated for a moment. Then he sat down, patted the seat next to him, and said, "Sit down. Promise me that you won't get off the plane. Then I'll tell you the truth."

After all, it would be quite difficult for Patrick to locate my whereabouts abroad.

I hesitated for a moment and sat down.

I indeed wanted to know what on earth the relationship between Caroline and Patrick was, making him do so many things for her!

After I sat down, Patrick said nothing.

I didn't say anything either. After the plane took off and entered the stratosphere, I asked, "Can you say it now? Mr. Cowell, we are at 10,000 meters high. You don't have to be worried that I will jump down from here, okay?" Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Patrick kept silent. And he reached out his hand.

I quickly pulled my hands away.

He was a little unhappy, saying, "Let me hold your hand. And I'll tell you."

At this moment, Patrick looked somewhat like a child. I had no choice but to reach out my hand to him.

Patrick held my hand and said after a moment of silence, "Caroline saved my life when I was 14 years old."

A few words of his at the beginning struck me in my heart as if they were a bomb!

Patrick was four years older than me. When I saved him back then, it happened that I was 10 years old, and he was 14 years old.