Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 405

"It's good. I am telling the truth."

I went upstairs as I spoke.

I, who had been standing for too long, felt that my legs went numb and that I couldn't even bend my legs with ease.

Arriving upstairs, I lay on my bed, looked at the ceiling in a daze, and muttered to myself over and over again, "I've planned to break up with him a long time ago. Since he said it, it's good. I don't have to think about how to raise it to him."

"He doesn't have to be worried about me. See? I ran into that kind of thing on the street that day without telling him. And I made it on my own."

"Patrick Cowell, you don't have to be worried about me anymore. You will be free in the future."

It was unknown how much time had passed before I fell asleep.

By the time I woke up the next day, it had been almost at noon.

In my opinion, it seemed that human beings couldn't fall asleep.

Last night, I had thought it through, figured it out, and gotten over it.

However, when I opened my eyes today and thought of Patrick's words yesterday, I was so reluctant in my heart all of a sudden!

I, who seemed to have been out of my control, picked up the cell phone and sent a text to Patrick, which read, "Let's meet first and tell me about it over the meeting."

However, I regretted it immediately after I pressed the "send" button.

I felt that I was so melodramatic.

The night before yesterday, Patrick came home and hugged me in his arms, saying that he missed me so much and that he got off his work ahead of schedule. Hearing him say so back then, I said, "You can't take care of me for a lifetime."

But now, Patrick indeed intended to stop meeting me.

However, I was so upset and so eager to meet him.

Sitting on the bed, I suddenly thought of a line, which read, "Things that can't be obtained are always in an uproar, and those who are favored tend to be unscrupulous..."

The day before yesterday, I seemed to be the unscrupulous one...

Today, Patrick and I swapped positions with each other...

In my opinion, I was too idle.

I needed to learn to drive. Otherwise, it would be too inconvenient for me to go outside in the future.

With this thought in mind, I got up, brushed my teeth, and washed my face. After that, I picked up my cell phone and began to search for the driving school online.

Soon, I found a driving school that was close to Rosy's home. And the driving training place was distant. Even so, with someone to pick up the trainees back and forth, I found it quite convenient.

I called them and made a consultation. Then I paid the bill immediately.

As soon as I paid the bill...

"Ding-dong." A sound rang.

Thinking that it was a text from the driving school, I looked up at my cell phone, only to find that it was a reply from Patrick instead.

And his reply read neatly and briefly, "I will be quite busy in the following three months. Let's not see each other anymore."

"How come it's like this again?"

Reading the text, I felt like going back to the scene in Aristocratic Family Complex a few years ago.

I probably was reluctant or mad.

And I made such a reply, which read, "Instead of not seeing each other for the next three months, let's not see each other again for our whole life."

I said so out of anger. But I pressed the "send" button.

Yes, I made up my mind.

Soon, Patrick's reply came, "In three months, I will handle everything."

This time, I didn't make any reply.

Instead, I went straight to Towering High.

Without me saying anything, the receptionist, who knew me, made a call.

Soon, Jeremy came down to pick me up.

Upon seeing me, he said briefly, "Please come with me."

Then, he didn't say another word.

I followed him into the elevator specifically for the president. Jeremy stood in front of me. Through the mirror in the elevator door, I could see that he looked dignified.

I saw that the button leading to the 32nd floor in the elevator, namely the one below the top floor, was gray. In other words, no one should ever visit the 32nd floor.

Walking out of the elevator, I saw that the whole top floor was the same as before.

Jeremy took me to the door of Patrick's office. Knocking twice on the door, he said, "Mr. Cowell, she's here."

Then he pushed the door open slightly and motioned me to go in.

"It seems that Patrick has known that I will come here."

I looked at the door and felt extremely nervous. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open and walked in.

In the office, Patrick sat in front of a large L-shaped desk with a document in one hand and a folder in the other, correcting the document.

I went in. He paused what he was doing for a moment. Without raising his head, he asked me, "What do you want to say?"

I stood there with what I had seen yesterday al over my mind.

If Patrick's attitude to me was as normal as usual, I might indeed think that I had seen something wrong. However, judging from the current scene, I knew that I hadn't seen anything wrong.

Clenching my hands slightly, I looked at him and deliberately said, "Mr. Cowell, if you regret being together with me and want to make peace with

Kelsi again, say it directly. There is no need to beat around the bush with me. After all, I am not stupid. I was cheated by you once six years ago. I won't be cheated by you again six years later!"

Hearing what I said, Patrick looked up slightly.

A pair of black eyes of his were as cold as the sea in winter.

"What are you thinking about randomly?"

"Am I?" Hearing his words, I couldn't help but be excited, saying, "I saw it with my own eyes. I saw you kissing! City Y is so big. But I saw you doing so by coincidence. What does it mean? It means that even God can't bear to see me being fooled by you like this!"

Patrick looked at me, furrowing his brows tightly.

He looked at me and said after a long while, "It's not as what you think."

"Then, what is the truth?" I walked to the front of his desk in a few steps, pressed my hands against the desk, and looked down at him sitting in the office chair, "If you don't tell me, that's all I can say!"

"I've told you to wait for three months. Wait for me...

"Why should I wait for you? Who are you? Why should I wait for you? I was stupid before! Having been cheated by you once or twice, I will never believe you!" "No, I don't..."

"I don't believe you. I... Uh!"

As I argued with him with reason, he suddenly got up and put his palms on the back of my head, kissing me with his lips!

As his domineering aura overwhelmed me, I didn't fall for him.

On the contrary, I was more clear-headed.

What sobered me up wasn't this kiss but the indistinct perfume smell on his body.

If I were far away from Patrick, I couldn't smell the perfume. Only by being so close to Patrick could I smell it, which meant...

I mustered all my strength and shoved him away, "Enough!"

"You don't believe me, right?"

Patrick pressed his hand on my neck. And we two were quite close to each other.

A trace of implicit emotion flashed across hi's face.

I knew he was hiding something from me. But what was it?

I stared at the man that I loved deeply and couldn't help but sneer, "Don't you remember? You said that you wouldn't do this again. You said that you were wrong by asking me to leave Aristocratic Family Complex without telling me anything. You promise that you won't do this again."

"That's right. Three months is all I need this time."

"What I want to know is what happened!"

I questioned him.

Patrick looked at me with hesitation all over his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "I can't tell you. You only have to trust me."

"It's like this again!"

Breaking free from Patrick's gripping, I pushed him away and said word by word, "I'm sorry, I no longer believe you."

After that, I turned around and left the office.

Patrick didn't catch up with me.

Even after I left Towering High, no one came after me.

Standing outside Towering High, I deleted Patrick's account on WhatsApp and blacklisted his phone number. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

I decided to let it all come to an end.