Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 247

"Mr. Cowell."

As I heard so, my brain was in a buzz!

The next second, I saw Patrick walking into the private box slowly from outside.

He was dressed in a set of stiff suits of a matte gray color. And his hair seemed shorter than it had been a few years ago. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

His facial features remained the same. However, his skin seemed to be slightly darker.

Originally, I thought that I was strong enough. As soon as I saw him, I felt that my heart seemed to have been torn apart by an invisible hand.

Something was going to spew out of my heart!

Calvin stood up first and introduced me to Patrick specifically, "Hello, Mr. Cowell. Let me introduce her to you. This is the master designer of the private club, Janetta Nolan."

It was clear that before the dinner, Patrick had met others except me.

I quickly stood up and said to Patrick, "Hello, Mr. Cowell."

Patrick stared at me with his cold eyes for a second before he quickly looked away.

He said lightly, "Okay."

Besides indifference, there was a sense of alienation in his voice.

Somehow, his attitude towards me made me feel sour in my heart.

"What am I looking forward to?"

"Isn't it the best?"

I told myself like this in my heart.

Suppressing the disappointment in my heart, I smiled at Patrick.

Only after seeing him sit down did I take a seat as well.

Throughout the entire dinner, I didn't say a word. It was Calvin who had been talking to Patrick about the private club's matters.

Patrick didn't look in my direction either.

He acted as if I didn't exist.

When the dinner was over, I went to the bathroom alone to redo my makeup.

Then I came out of the bathroom. Originally, I thought that everyone should have gone.

However, as soon as I walked out of the box, I saw Patrick standing in the corridor with his back against the wall and talking to a middleaged man.

Seeing me come out, he waved at the middle-aged man.

Standing up straight, he looked at me, "Miss Nolan, I'll send you back to the hotel."

"What's that?"

I stood where I was in a daze.

With my mouth open, I didn't know what Patrick meant at all.

"He didn't say a word to me in the private box just now. How come he blocked me at the door to the private box, saying that he would see me off?"

"Could it be that..."

"Did he recognize me?"

"It's impossible!"

I quickly negated my own conjecture.

Based on my current look, even Gina probably couldn't recognize me now.

Patrick had an indifferent look on his face as usual. Seeing me like this, he wasn't surprised at all. Instead, he explained lightly, "Don't get me wrong. I just want to ask you something about Mr. Ryan."

After that, he turned around and walked out.

Hearing his words, I seemed to have been assured. Even so, I felt somewhat empty in my heart.

I quickly smiled in apology and said, "Oh, then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Cowell."

I caught up with him in quick steps and followed him.

After five years, Patrick had got a new car, a sapphire Bentley SUV.

I sat in the passenger's seat.

Driving the car out of the parking lot of the restaurant, he asked me, "Are you the disciple of Ryan Teague?"

"Yes."

"Is Mr. Ryan in good health recently?"

"Yes."

Hearing my answer, Patrick glanced at me out of the corner of his eyes and said with some displeasure, "While talking to others, do you usually reply in one word at one time?"

His words made me stunned.

For no reason, when I was talking to Patrick, I felt like there was a heavy burden weighing on my shoulders. I was afraid that I would say something wrong, making him find out my identity.

What I did probably would make it easier for him to find out the issue.

I responded quickly, "No. My master is in good health."

The hotel was quite close to the restaurant.

At this time, Patrick's car stopped at a junction with traffic lights. I could see the hotel from there.

"Mr. Cowell, I'll get out of the car here."

I said hurriedly.

"I don't want to stay with him for even one more second or one more minute."

Patrick said briefly, "I'll drive you to the door."

His tone was calm with a lot of pressure in it.

Originally, I had rested my hand on the car door handle. Hearing his words, I withdrew my hand.

Then I sat there obediently.

While waiting for the traffic light to become green, Patrick turned his head to look at me and asked, "When are you going back to Town S? I'm going to visit Mr. Ryan there."

"Did he mean that he was going to go back there with me?"

"I surely couldn't go back with him?"

Clenching my bag in my hands, I pondered on it for a moment before saying, "Mr. Cowell, as the chief designer for this project, I won't go back to Town S in the near future. How about I give you the address of my master's studio in Town S? Is it okay?"

"Noy."

As soon as I finished speaking, Patrick rejected me.

I looked at him in surprise. Having no idea about what he meant, I could only smile apologetically.

Patrick looked at me. Although there wasn't any expression on his face, he stared at me with his profound eyes as if he was trying to do a laser scan on me.

I smiled more and more stiff.

The red light finally turned green.

Patrick let go of the brake and stepped on the accelerator. Soon, we arrived at the entrance of the hotel.

"Thank you, Mr. Cowell."

As I spoke, I got out of the car as quickly as I could.

However, before I could walk far away, a young couple who were hugging each other passed by me and bumped into me suddenly.

I didn't notice them. And the bag slipped out of my hands.

"Old woman, are you blind?" The girl rolled her eyes at me.

The boy next to her hugged her and kissed her cheek, saying, "Don't bother with her. Seeing her dress like this, it surely has been a long time since she made love with a man." "Haha, I think so as well. Nobody nowadays will dress like this. Does she think that she is shooting a TV drama?"

The girl laughed happily.

I picked up my bag and walked over, intending to reason with them and get them to apologize to me. However, a tall figure flashed past me first.

Patrick walked straight to the front of the young couple and commanded, "Apologize to her."

The young couple didn't seem to expect a man to appear. They looked at Patrick with disdain on their faces.

The boy said, "Who are you? Are you trying to act as a hero to save beauty? Are you saving this old woman?"

The boy's words sounded so harsh to me.

"I'm only 30 years old this year. How come I become an old woman?"

Patrick didn't answer his question. Instead, he continued, "Apologize to her."

The boy eyed Patrick up and down, thinking that Patrick wasn't a man to be trifled with. However, his girlfriend was right next to him.

He couldn't retreat.

He straightened his neck and said, "I won't apologize!" As he said so, he directly stretched out his hand and grabbed Patrick's collar, "What? Are you planning to hit me?!"

"Bang!"

Before the boy could finish his words, Patrick directly raised his hand and punched him!

He hit right at the boy's face!

"What the f**k? How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?" The boy didn't expect that Patrick would hit him directly. He was so angry that he reached out his hands and hit back!

Patrick dodged him deftly!

The boy's girlfriend shouted on the side, "Oh! What's wrong with you? How come you aren't as flexible as an old man?"

"F**k! I will beat you to death!"

The boy valued his self-esteem so much. And he directly kicked at Patrick!

I became nervous and shouted at Patrick, "Watch out!"

Originally, Patrick focused on the boy. As soon as I shouted at him, he immediately turned to look at me and frowned.

The boy seized the opportunity and kicked Patrick in his waist!