Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 241

After a moment, Ryan took the tea over, drank it, and said with satisfaction, "Alright, alright. From now on, you're Ryan Teague's disciple. You can call me Master or Ryan."

"Then I'll call you Master."

I thought it would be a better term.

After Ryan agreed, he looked at me and said, "You gained an advantage with your face."

"My face?"

I, who was stunned instantly, touched the mask on my face, feeling confused about what his words meant.

Ryan nodded and said, "You look a little like a junior sister of mine, and talk and act like her too..."

Speaking of this, Ryan bowed his head, drank down all the tea in front of him, and poured another cup of tea for himself.

I could see that after Ryan had mentioned his junior sister, he became sad.

His junior sister surely was of extraordinary significance to him. Since he had acknowledged me as his disciple because of his junior sister, he surely wanted to make up

for his regret.

I pondered on it for a moment before asking, "Master, where is she now?"

"She's gone." Ryan shook his head. "Twenty years ago, she left with a man. After that, she never contacted me again."

"How could she do so? If that's the case, she was indeed so heartless," I said.

"No." Ryan interrupted me directly. "She wasn't heartless. Instead, she was doing so for my own good. When she left, she said that she would never come back. In this case, it was indeed good that she wouldn't contact me."

"You're right, Master."

I realized that Ryan wouldn't be happy if I said ill things about his junior sister.

In that case, I dared not to express my opinion anymore.

That afternoon, Ryan talked to me about how I should learn from him, saying that he had a studio in a small town which was located in the suburbs of City S and that I could study there.

If he got any tasks, he would find me as his assistant. Moreover, he would pay me so that I could earn some money.

"Thank you, Master."

I was quite grateful to Ryan.

I could even imagine that learning from Ryan this time probably would be a chance for me to be reborn.

"Stop it. If you're dumb, lazy, and slack off on your study, I'll kick you out." Ryan, who didn't like me to express my gratitude to him, pointed at the glass in front of me and said, "Have some tea. It's getting cold."

"Okay." I picked up the glass and took a sip of the tea, feeling my stomach churning all of a sudden!

I rushed into the toilet of the teahouse!

I spat nothing out.

I rinsed my mouth. Suddenly, I had a headache.

Too many things had happened after I saw Ryan on that day. I had even forgotten that I was pregnant.

"How should I tell Ryan that I am pregnant?"

When I went out, I saw that Ryan looked unhappy. He looked at me sullenly and said, "What? Is the tea I made so bad that it gets you sick?"

"No, no, no." I sat back quickly, took a piece of paper to wipe my hands, and looked at Ryan with some embarrassment, saying, "I forgot to tell you that I am pregnant..."

"What?" "I'm sorry. If you think I'm not qualified to be your disciple, I won't blame you. But I didn't mean to keep it from you on purpose."

I lowered my head with great guilt and waited for his response.

"Haha."

Both of us were quiet for a few seconds. Then I heard Ryan's laughter.

I raised my head and looked at him in disbelief.

Ryan laughed on his own for a while before he reluctantly held himself back. Then he said, "It turns out that you're pregnant. How come I didn't think of that?"

"I'm sorry."

"I'm not judging you." Ryan said while making tea, "My junior sister always vomited like you before she left with that man. Back then, I blamed her, saying that she had eaten something bad. Now as I recall it, I was too young then."

Hearing his words, I didn't know how to respond.

However, I suddenly felt that Ryan's junior sister probably had an extraordinary experience. According to him, his junior sister was pregnant before getting married.

When something like this had happened back then, she probably...

"Who is your child's father?"

While I was thinking about his junior sister's matter, Ryan asked me.

Hearing his question, I was in a dilemma. After a moment's hesitation, I told him the truth, "It's Patrick."

"Him?"

"Yes, he doesn't know the existence of this child. I want to keep it." Speaking of this, I feared that Ryan would disagree. So I said decisively, "If you think it's inconvenient for me to have a child with me, then... how about we talk about the disciple matter later..."

"Oh. How can a child cause any inconvenience?" Ryan interrupted me directly, "If you insist on keeping the child, do it at your own free will. If the child is talented, let him follow me ever since his childhood. I'm sure he'll have a lot of achievements after he grows up."

"Can my child learn from Ryan?

"In that case, my child surely is quite blessed."

After Ryan and I came out of the teahouse that day, he left first.

The weather in City S was warmer than that of City Y.

The teahouse wasn't far from the hotel where I lived. So I walked back to the hotel alone. As I passed by a cafe, I saw the news on TV.

"Patrick Cowell, the President of Towering High, and Kelsi Clark from the Kelsi family have gotten married on a private island. They will return from abroad today."

Hearing the name of Patrick, I couldn't help but stop and look inside the coffee shop. On the screen of a big TV in the hall, the scene where Patrick and Kelsi got off a plane was displayed.

On the TV screen, Patrick dressed in a suit was holding Kelsi's hand tightly.

As the two of them stood together, they looked like a perfect match.

I couldn't help but take a few steps forward and walk into the cafe.

"Wow! They surely are the legendary perfect match, right?"

In the cafe, four girls were sitting at a table next to me. One of them spoke first.

Another girl said, "What? You haven't read the Facebook newsfeed recently, right? On the day of their wedding, a yacht leaving the island was on fire. A burnt female corpse on the yacht was found. Do you know who it is?"

"Who is it?"

At this time, all the other girls at the table approached her and asked curiously.

I quickly sat near to them and pretended to look at the menu on the table. In fact, I focused on the gossip of the girls.

However, the girl deliberately lowered her voice.

Although I tried quite hard, I could only hear some words like Archer's Group, bride, and marriage.

The girls next to her had a look of realization on their faces.

"Oh my God! How come there is someone so cruel to herself in the world?"

"It's not worth it at all. She has a long way to go for the rest of her life. How come she did something so desperate?"

"That's right. She just died like this. Patrick certainly won't feel guilty. On the contrary, he surely will feel that he won't have to deal with tricky trouble!" NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

As I heard the words of these girls...

My heart ached a little. What they had said seemed to be right.

Even if Patrick believed that I was dead, would he simply be glad that he'd finally got rid of me?

At the thought of this, I felt a little bitter in my heart.

To read the news on the Internet, I ordered a glass of juice and connected it to the Wi-Fi in the cafe. Then I logged onto Facebook and searched for the news about the yacht that had caught fire.