Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 101

In the next few days, I had been living in Patrick's house in Unit No.1, City Y.

To my surprise, although Patrick asked me to sleep with him, he didn't have sex with me.

When Patrick went to work, servants would usually stay in the room. If I didn't call them, they wouldn't come out.

Then I earched inside and outside his house. But I didn't find any trace indicating that Caroline had visited here.

"Could it be that although I had seen Caroline show up in this residential quarter several times, she hadn't come to Patrick's house?"

"Then who did she visit here?"

After making sure that she didn't come to Patrick's house, I decided to go out during the day to look for a job.

Although it was March, it was still a little cold. But the floor heating in the house was no longer available. So if I stayed inside the house for a long time, I would feel chillingly cold.

That morning, I got up and waited for Patrick

to go out.

However, Patrick sat at home after breakfast. It seemed that he didn't want to leave at all.

"Aren't you going to work?"

I sat at the dining table across him and asked him.

Patrick elegantly touched the corner of his mouth with a tissue and looked at me. Unexpectedly, with a gentle expression on his face, he said, "It is the weekend today. I will accompany you."

"Accompanying me?"

Patrick said with a smile, "Yes. I'll take you out to have fun after breakfast."

"Going out to have fun?" I looked at Patrick with some suspicion, "Where are we going?"

"It's a secret."

Patrick looked mysterious.

I probably had been on guard against Patrick recently. As he treated me like this, I was somewhat ill at ease instead.

But I didn't say much.

After all, I was his lover now.

After breakfast, I changed my clothes and put on light makeup. By the time I went out, Patrick had already put on his clothes. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

He was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea.

Seeing me go out, he looked up and down at me and said with a look of appreciation, "You're beautiful."

I didn't respond. Because I knew who I was well.

Never did I think that I was beautiful.

Patrick drove me to a private airport not far away from the downtown of City Y. When we entered the departure hall, I saw a lot of planes parked in the airport with all kinds of signs on them.

At first glance, I knew that the planes belonged to different companies.

Patrick took me to a middle-sized plane. At a glance, I recognized the logo of the Towering High Group on it.

"Are we going abroad?"

I was a little surprised.

In my opinion, if we weren't going abroad, we surely didn't have to take flight.

Patrick nodded and explained it to me, "But it's not too far away. You'll know the answer when you get there."

Although I wanted to ask more questions, I understood that if Patrick wanted to sell me, it wouldn't be of any use even if I insisted on getting down to the bottom of the matter.

It was the first time that I had boarded a private plane. In a large cabin, there were only a few seats. And there was a large-sized TV, a bathroom in the rear, as well as a separate bedroom where the passengers could sleep.

I strolled around the plane and then happily sat on a lounge chair, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Patrick walked up to me and lowered his head. Then he looked at me with a serious and affectionate look on his face, "What are you thinking about?"

I looked at him and answered, "Caroline Archer."

When Patrick heard my answer, it was clear that he was a little surprised.

Before he could speak, I explained first, "I finally understand why she as well as other women have tried so hard to marry someone as rich as you. Sitting in transportation like this plane, they won't feel uncomfortable whenever they go, right?"

Although the Archer Family was rich, they weren't so rich as to afford a private plane.

Patrick sat on the armrest of my seat and gently stroked my short hair with his slender fingers. Then he said, "As the saying goes, it's easy to abandon a frugal life and live an extravagant life. But it is not the same case if it is the other way around. I'll give you the best things in the world in the future so that you can't live without me from now on."

"Then it will be your money that I can't live without."

"It's fine for me if you can't live without my money."

His words startled me. I looked at Patrick seriously. Suddenly, I felt that my impression of him was somewhat vague.

He used to be a high and mighty one favored by God.

I loved and admired him.

Because of all the things that happened later, I once again thought of him as a proud and arrogant person.

I hated him.

But now, when he was facing me, he was humble.

Patrick looked at me, who was in a daze. His handsome face was so good-looking. Then he curled up his thin lips into an elegant curve and asked me, "What's wrong? Are you attracted by me?"

"No." I blushed for no reason. Then I turned to look out of the window and said unnaturally, "Then you have to be rich all the time."

"Don't worry. I'll be rich all the time. I'll always treat you as if you were a queen."

He didn't say that he would treat me as a princess.

Instead, he said that he would treat me as a queen.

I wondered whether it was because I was stupid or some other reason that Patrick could always easily win me over.

My hatred against him, which had been accumulated over the years, was inadvertently driven away by him.

The plane took off very quickly.

I fell asleep on the lounge chair.

When I woke up again, I found that it was cloudless outside the window and that there was an endless blue sea.

"Are you awake?" Patrick's voice came to my ears. I looked back and saw Patrick sitting on the lounge chair next to me with a piece of newspaper covering financial news in his hand.

A stack of newspapers had been piled on the table in front of him.

I rubbed my eyes and asked him in a daze, "Where am I?"

Patrick answered, "We're almost there. You'll know soon."

Sure enough, the plane landed at an airport soon. After that, we got on a yacht and landed on a small island.

Whether it was the previous airport or this island, the weather were both very warm.

I took off my coat and held it in my hand. And I felt a little hot while being dressed in a three-quarter- sleeved dress inside.

"This is..."

"I bought this island a few days ago. Knowing that you feel cold at home, I took you here to have a few days off."

As Patrick said, he reached out his hand to me, glanced at the high heels under my feet, and said, "I've already let the people on this island clean up the sand here in advance. The sand here is delicate. You can walk barefoot."

Indeed, with high heels, I couldn't walk on the sand properly.

I kicked my high heels aside and walked barefoot on the sand.

As he said, the sand here was very delicate and soft.

At this time, it was almost evening. And as the sun shone on us, I felt comfortable and didn't feel hot at all.

Seeing me walking towards the beach, Patrick grabbed hold of me, "Don't go. Let's have dinner first. I'll stroll around with you later."

"Okay."

I nodded.

This island wasn't a big one. And its area was almost two times that of the whole residential quarter of Unit No.1, City Y.

The restaurant on the island was next to the beach.

When Patrick and I were sitting for dinner, we saw that the sun was setting down little by little. And finally, the sun disappeared above the sea.

Such a scene was indeed splendid.

After dinner, Patrick took me to his room so that I could change into the clothes he had prepared for me in advance.

I flipped through the clothes and found that the clothes he had prepared for me were either bikinis or semi-coated sunlight-proof clothing...

"These clothes..."

When I was carrying a bikini top in my hand, intending to question Patrick, he hugged me from behind.

Patrick gently kissed the hair on my head and said in an ambiguous tone, "Besides the ones guarding the island, I am the only one here. So feel free to wear it. Only I will see you."