Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 23

After Seth help me finished all my work, he turned off the computer, stretched himself, and said to me, "Let's go. I'll take you home."

I quickly refused, "No, it's so late. You should go back and rest early."

After all, it was almost 12 p.m.

Seth frowned, "What? You just used me. Are you going to be so polite to me?"

Hearing his words, I was a little embarrassed and could only agree.

When I went downstairs, he pointed to a blue sports car and a bicycle as he asked me, "Which one do you want to take?"

I pointed to the bicycle.

Seth raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "I knew you would choose this."

As he spoke, he got on the bicycle.

I sat in the back seat in an orderly manner. Although he said that I could put my hand on his waist if I felt that he was riding fast, I refused.

When Seth was in college, he was the Prince Charming in many girls' hearts. Many girls

dreamed of sitting in the back seat of his bike.

In the late summer night, the cool breeze was slowly blowing. I sat in the back seat of the bicycle and looked at the scenery on the street, feeling dazed for a moment.

It was as if everything had gone back to college.

When the bicycle arrived at the downstairs of Lisa's house, he looked at the dilapidated building and couldn't help frowning, "Do you live here?"

"Well... I moved out of my house and lived with my friend," I explained.

Seth nodded.

He didn't say anything else.

When he left, I realized that I didn't know why Seth was in my company. Was he transferred here recently?

As I thought about it, I walked into the corridor. As soon as I stepped into the corridor, my wrist was grabbed by a big hand. The next second, I was pressed against the wall!

Then, a voice sounded in my ear, "Charlotte Archer, have you forgotten what we agreed on the pre- wed agreement?"

There was no light on the corridor. But I could tell that it was Patrick's voice.

"Of course I do."

Although I didn't know why Patrick was here, I had a clear conscience. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"Do you? Going home with another man in the middle of the night. Is that how you fulfill it?" Patrick's face was very close to me. And the strong smell of alcohol blew on my face.

It made me feel a little drunk as well.

I raised my head and looked into his eyes, "Patrick Cowell, from the beginning to the present, I am clear- conscienced about the marriage between you and me. It doesn't matter to me whether you believe it or not!"

After that, I lowered my head and went through the gap under his arm.

I went upstairs.

At the corner, I looked back slightly. As the cold moonlight shone on Patrick's body, for a moment, I felt that his figure looked very lonely.

(To be continued)

The next morning, when I arrived at the company, I was called by Sam.

He said that the new general manager knew my situation and decided to arrange a company dormitory for me.

"A company dormitory for me?" I was incredulous to hear that.

As far as I knew it, the company's dormitory was only provided for the ones at the managerial level. How could it be my turn? Anyway, I, a nobody, had just been here for a year.

"Yes, the new-coming Mr. Hyde specifically ordered it." Sam said, took out a key, and said, "This house is in the residential quarter behind the company. It won't take more than five minutes to walk from there."

"Mr. Hyde?"

When I heard this surname, a person appeared in my mind.

Having other things to do, Sam asked me to come out first.

I returned to my seat and thought about it, thinking that this Mr. Hyde should be Seth Hyde.

I went to the canteen for lunch at noon. As soon as I just got some food and sat down, there was a commotion at the door. I looked over and saw that Seth had just gotten some food.

Along the way, there were staff inviting him to sit down next to them.

However, he didn't look sideways and went

straight to me.