Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 217

Hearing Patrick's words, Lisa and I were both stunned for a moment.

Obviously, Patrick had found out that Lisa was lying.

He texted someone when he went out just now, which I didn't pay much attention to at that time. Now I thought he should be texting Roger.

After we arrived where I was going to pick Lisa up, he only said a few words in front of the car.

"How did he find the truth out?"

Lisa's face didn't look good. However, it seemed that she didn't want to admit it. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked directly into Patrick's eyes, "What are you talking about? Am I acting? It's true that I've been harassed. Also, I called Charlotte and asked her to come here. What are you trying to say?"

"Oh, that's good." Patrick's expression was indifferent. He added, "I booked this room for a month. You can live there. After you've confirmed that no one is disturbing you, you can go back to your house."

It seemed that what Lisa would say, it would be within Patrick's expectation. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Lisa looked at me with a pleading look on her face.

I roughly figured out her purpose and said, "How about... we let her go live with us? I'm alone there every day, feeling boring. And you've been busy recently..."

"No way."

Before I could finish my words, Patrick interrupted me directly, "She can live anywhere but my house."

"Let Charlotte stay at my house!" Lisa said directly, "Anyway, she said that you weren't at home frequently. If she stays at my house, I can keep her accompany. When you want to call her back, you can call her then."

As Lisa spoke, she stretched out her hands and pulled me who was by Patrick's side to her side.

She tightly hugged me with her hands without any intention to let go of me at all.

"... Okay."

Patrick was silent for a while. Unexpectedly, he agreed.

As soon as he said that, I found it a little incredulous.

"Could it be that..."

"Oh! Mr. Cowell, since you have agreed, I'll take her away." Lisa pulled me, intending to walk out of the room.

"Wait a minute."

"What? Mr. Cowell, did you want to go back on your word?"

Lisa turned to look at Patrick.

I stared at Patrick attentively as well and saw that his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't have the slightest bit of emotional fluctuation. It was as if it weren't his girlfriend who would leave with Lisa.

Instead, it seemed that I was someone irrelevant to him.

Patrick raised his head and looked at me. His black eyes were like the water in a well with thousands of years' history. There wasn't any disturbance in his eyes. He just said flatly, "Let Roger send you there. I will get someone to send her things to your place."

... I looked blankly at Patrick.

I couldn't feel more complicated and gloomy in my heart.

Judging from the way he acted... He had been hoping that I would leave him early, right?

Hearing Patrick's words, Roger quickly got up, "Okay, okay. I'll drive you there!"

As he spoke, he grabbed his clothes and walked out. When he reached the door, he pulled it open and made a "please" gesture.

I was standing where I was. Lisa tugged at my arm and said, "Let's go. What are you looking at? He is so eager to let you go. Didn't you see that?"

It seemed that I didn't hear what she had said. I just looked at Patrick and said in a daze, "Then I'm leaving."

"Okay."

Patrick just stared at me once before he took his cell phone out of his pocket.

Then he didn't look at me anymore.

At that moment, I felt disappointed in my heart.

I was pulled away by Lisa. In the car, Roger realized that something went wrong and said, "Miss Archer, well, I think it's your top priority to adjust your face. You can wear a mask outside. But you can't always wear it at home. It surely is because of this that my brother doesn't want to go home."

"I see."

"Is it because of this? I don't know."

Lisa rolled her eyes at him, "Drive at ease. Don't speak up for your brother, a jerk."

"No, I'm telling the truth."

"What the hell is the truth? A scumbag is a scumbag. Who made my Charlotte end up in such a state? It's all because of him!"

"As long as it is a man, he will dislike her. After all, every man likes beautiful women!"

"Bah! Birds of a feather flock together. That's why you, who are both scums, gather together."

Lisa and Roger were arguing with each other.

I sat by the side and listened to their conversation. For a moment, I actually felt that they were quite suitable for each other.

Finally, the car arrived at the gate of Lisa's house.

Roger walked us all the way to the downstairs of Lisa's house and said cheekily, "Oh, I've been working so hard to send you here. Don't you have to invite me to have a cup of coffee upstairs?"

"Drink coffee in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid of dying suddenly as you are sleeping?"

Lisa rolled her eyes at him without any intention to ask him to go upstairs.

However, Roger wasn't angry at all. He said, "Oh, are you worried about me?"

"Worried about you? Haha, I just don't want you to go upstairs."

Lisa went straight to the point.

Roger wasn't reconciled, saying, "Didn't you say that someone was blocking you in the corridor? What if he's still in the corridor? I'll accompany you up there so that I can complete my mission perfectly."

All in all, Roger wanted to know where on earth Lisa was leaving.

"Haha, I see that you are planning to become the next one to harass me, right?"

"How is that possible? I've always been the one to be harassed by others!"

"That's because others take a fancy to your money. Except for being rich, you don't have any charm."

The two of them were arguing with each other again.

Thinking that this matter wouldn't end if they went on arguing like this, I tried to mediate between them, "It's not that Lisa doesn't want you to go upstairs. Instead, it is because her home is a little messy. You can come here next time after I'm done cleaning her house up."

"Ah!" When Roger heard this, he immediately felt relieved and said, "Sister-in-Law, you are good. No problem! You have to call me her next time after you clean up the house!"

"Okay."

I answered seriously.

As soon as Roger left, Lisa pulled me, saying, "How can you help an outsider?"

"No. I think he's quite cute."

"You probably have seen too much of a jerk. And your vision is poor."

Lisa complained.

We went upstairs. Lisa got a new set of toiletries for me. While helping me unwrap my toothbrush, she asked, "What do you think of this matter? Patrick promised to let you live outside so readily. I'm afraid he probably has long planned this."

"It should be." I said with a bitter smile, "But if it were me, I probably can't deny any food facing someone like me."

I took the unwrapped toothbrush into the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror, I took off the mask and looked at my left face.

The muscles on my left face were so withering, making I looked extremely ugly.

Patrick should have worked so hard on it to hold on for so long.

"You don't look good now. However, after your skin has been restored, you can do plastic surgery and make yourself look beautiful again so that Patrick will regret it!"

Lisa leaned against the door of the bathroom and looked at me with a face full of regret.

"Will he regret it?"

"Patrick is so excellent that he has a lot of women by his side. How could he regret it because of me?"

I didn't want to worry Lisa. So I looked at her with a smile and said, "Well, I'll make him regret it."

The next day, Patrick delivered all my things.

Four servants in total helped deliver my things to Lisa's house, including the clothes, shoes, and bags which he had bought for me and my painting tools.

I rummaged among a pile of things and found the necklace Patrick had given to me.

When I saw the smiling face on the necklace, I immediately found it extremely ironic.