Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 215

"Forget it." I didn't want to put Roger in a difficult position either. I will solve this problem by myself."

"F**k off! If you can solve it by yourself, you should have solved it early."

Lisa looked at me as if she were so disappointed in me.

Roger spoke up for Patrick, "My brother surely has his own reasons for doing things. Although he treated Caroline well before, he treats you differently, which I can see. There surely is a reason for him to do so."

"Haha." Lisa looked at him and rolled her eyes at him exaggeratingly, "It surely is his childhood sweetheart who took off her clothes on her own and that your big brother did something good to help her solve her physiological need, right?"

"Well..." As soon as Roger heard Lisa's words, unexpectedly, he didn't say anything. Then he added, "Alas! The way I see it, as long as a man has a woman on his mind, it will be fine. As for his body..."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Without saying a word, Lisa picked up her bag and smashed it at Roger!

Although Roger looked like a playboy, he reacted quickly. Seeing that the bag was about to hit him, he directly avoided it.

Feeling somewhat discontented, he said, "Miss Lisa, don't go too far just because I have a good impression of you."

"Did I go too far? The reason I called you here is that I wanted you to call Patrick. Could it be that you think I sincerely think you are good?" Lisa stopped pretending and said directly, "I don't even

want to accept a trash man like you who subjects himself to his part down there!"

After that, she pulled me and walked outside.

She went to the cashier, took out three hundred dollars from her wallet, and put them in front of the waiter.

Then we left directly.

I looked back at Roger and asw that the look on his face couldn't be any worse.

At this moment, Lisa wasn't in the mood to go shopping anymore. We went straight to the restaurant, which she had reserved to celebrate her birthday in the evening.

It was a private room. At this time, the cake she had ordered was there as well.

Lisa sat down, looked at me, and let out a long sigh, saying, "Actually, I know you're sadder than me in your heart. I just think that since we're from an orphanage without anyone to back us up, we have to be strong. We can't let others bully us."

"I know."

I nodded silently.

When we were young, Lisa and I worked part-time in a store for a year. Whenever I was bullied, Lisa was always the one to stand up for me.

She was the most important one to me.

And she was the only one who would never hurt me as well.

We were closer to each other than the family members.

Lisa took my hand and sat down beside me, "Women's intuition never lies. Tell me honestly. Before that, didn't you have any hunch?"

I shook my head.

"Don't try to deceive yourself."

"No, I indeed didn't."

I answered quite positively.

Looking at Lisa, I continued, "To be honest, I am not deceiving myself. Many times, I wanted to leave him. But what he did makes me change my mind. Although I knew that it was wrong for me not to take a firm stand, I'm sure that at least..." I thought about it for a moment and said, "At least, he was true to me yesterday."

Lisa asked, "Why was he true to you before yesterday?"

"Last night..." I told Lisa about what had happened last night.

After hearing me out, Lisa frowned and said, "Well... Kelsi should be the one who called him, right? After all, the angelic bitch like her likes to use this kind of trick."

"I don't think so. If not, Patrick wouldn't have asked me to turn off the light." I finally voiced my doubts, "I always feel that he has some enemies."

"Enemies? It's hard to tell. After all, they are rich. It is unknown if they have done anything immoral."

Lisa said.

Lisa didn't celebrate her birthday happily because of Patrick's incident.

We enjoyed the birthday cake over dinner and left the restaurant in a hurry.

On the way back, I remembered that Patrick had said that he might come to pick me up.

But it was past ten p.m. He hadn't contacted me yet at this time, indicating that he probably couldn't come to pick me up.

I sent Lisa home first. Then I went home by myself. When I was about to leave, Lisa pulled me and said, "You have to ask Patrick this evening!"

"Well, don't worry."

I agreed on the surface.

I knew in my heart that in the end, I probably couldn't get anything out of Patrick.

I took a taxi home and sat on the sofa. Like yesterday, I didn't turn on the lights, just sitting on the sofa.

After one second, the time on my cell phone indicated that it was midnight now.

"It is midnight now. Where is Patrick?"

"Could something indeed have happened to him?"

"Or did he and Kelsi..."

I dared not to overthink it any further.

I lay on the sofa, feeling bored.

Lisa kept textingg me and asked me, "Is Patrick Cowell back?"

I gave her a negative answer.

"Crack."

As soon as I finished texting Lisa, the sound of someone opening the door rang.

I quickly sat up from the couch and saw Patrick coming in from the outside. He turned on the lights. And he was stunned for a moment when he saw me sitting on the couch.

He, who seemed to be thinking about something, said a moment later, "Sorry, I... I forgot to pick you up today."

"It doesn't matter."

I sat there and looked at Patrick.

The look on his face indicated that he was so exhausting. And his eye sockets sunk.

The bluish- green stubble on his chin was slightly visible.

It could be seen that he had left in a hurry this morning. So he didn't shave his beard neatly.

I wanted to say something, only to hold myself back in the end.

"Go to bed early." Patrick stared at me for a second before he looked away.

Then he turned around and went upstairs.

Standing behind him and looking at his back, I couldn't feel bitter in my heart.

"Could it be that Lisa was right? Could it be that he and Kelsi had made love fiercely, which is why he is exhausted now?"

"No way."

I remembered that every time Patrick tormented me, it was I who would be exhausted and he who would be energetic.

By the time I went upstairs, Patrick had entered the bathroom.

His suit was still on the sofa.

I unconsciously picked it up and smelt it.

Except for the faint smell of tobacco, there was no other smells.

"What's wrong? Are you checking my suit?"

As I held the suit in my hands and smelt it, unexpectedly, Patrick came out of the bathroom.

I threw the suit aside in a panic. Then I looked up and saw Patrick leaning against the door of the bathroom and looking at me.

The lights in the bedroom were turned off. And Patrick stood against the light. I couldn't see his expression clearly.

"No, I..."

Thinking of the fact that I saw Kelsi being with him during the day, I felt turbulent in my heart. And I didn't know what to say.

"Should I ask him directly?"

Patrick came over, put his hands around my waist, and gently pressed his chin on my shoulder, "Sorry, something happened recently."

"Okay..."

"Don't think too much about it. Everything will get better soon."

Patrick said lightly.

"Is that so? Did something happen to Kelsi?"

As I was about to say something, Patrick straightened up and walked to the bathroom.

I opened my mouth, only to fail to ask anything further in the end. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

The next day, I woke up at 7 a.m.

But before that, Patrick had left.

"Is there something wrong with his company?"

"I can stand behind you and chase you as if I were a shadow chasing after light in a daze..."

When I was thinking randomly, my cell phone rang.

I looked down at the cell phone and found that it was a strange number.