Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 102

Although I didn't want to wear a bikini, I surely couldn't get used to the weather on the island with my current outfit.

I could only choose a bikini which was the least exposed.

By the time I got changed, put on an item of sun-proof clothing, and went out, Patrick had been dressed in beach shorts.

The perfect curve of his chest muscles and his eight muscular abdominal muscles were completely exposed.

He was so eye-catching. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Patrick seemed to sense that I was staring at him with a somewhat dumbfounded look in my eyes. Then he stepped forward and took my hand, saying, "Let's go. I'll take you for a walk."

To be honest, it was the first time that I had been to the seaside.

I, who had been living in an orphanage ever since my childhood, didn't have any chance to go out for fun. After I grew up, I was busy doing part-time jobs and making money. And I couldn't bear to go out for fun more.

Although I tried my best to restrain my excitement, in the end, I couldn't help but chase after the rising and falling seawater.

I couldn't help but write my name on the beach.

A few hours later, I was exhausted, lying on the lounge chair by the sea to rest.

People guarding the island sent some coconut juice with straw in it.

As soon as I took a sip, I heard Patrick say to them, "Go back and rest. You don't have to come here."

I was so scared that my hands trembled. And the coconut juice dripped on me.

As I wanted to wipe the juice on my body with my hand, Patrick leaned over and pressed on me. Then he lowered his head, licked the coconut juice with his tongue, and bestrode on the lounge chair. His dark eyes seemed to be shining with lust against the golden sunset.

I couldn't help but shrink back, but Patrick continued to press on me.

He wrapped around my waist with a big palm and picked up the coconut juice with the other hand. Tilting the coconut juice, he poured almost half of the juice on me!

"Ah!"

I was startled.

Before I could escape, Patrick bit the belt of my bikini...

He pleaded with me in a hoarse voice, "Baby, I want you."

Then, before I could respond, he began to make the next move.

Against the golden beach and the blue seawater, the sea breeze was blowing gently. However, Patrick's movement was as ferocious as a furious storm, engulfing me fervently.

Patrick and I stayed on the island for three whole days.

Only then did we return to City Y.

Patrick had been making love with me as if he had gone crazy over the past three days. I even had some difficulties walking for a moment. On the last day, Patrick carried me in his arms and boarded the yacht.

Finally, we returned to City Y. After we arrived at the underground garage of Unit No.1, City Y, he got out of the driver's seat and wanted to hold me in his arms.

I immediately refused, "I'm too heavy. You don't have to carry me"

"No way."

Patrick picked me up in his arms, closed the door with his feet, and walked in the direction of the elevator. While walking, he said, "I find that when I am holding you, I will feel more tanglibly that you are by my side."

His words stunned me.

His words always made me misunderstand him.

His words gave me a wrong impression that he loved me very much.

It wasn't until we got home that he finally put me down. I took out my cell phone, only to find that there were several unanswered calls, which were all from Angie, on it.

"Did something happen to Seth?"

I glanced at Patrick, who was walking towards the bathroom. Then, I picked up my cell phone and went to the living room to call Angie back.

"Charlotte Archer, I only have a request by making a phone call to you today. I beg you to stay away from Seth. Never should you hurt him again!"

As soon as the call was made through, Angie scolded me ferociously.

At that time, I was nervous instantly, "What's wrong? Is Seth's mother in danger? Didn't the doctor say she was alight last time..."

"Is she alright?" Angie sneered. "Do you know why his mother committed suicide? It was not just because Seth wanted to go abroad that she did so, Moreover, she, a senior, had been working hard for a lifetime and looking forward to the glorious day when she retired. However, she was suddenly notified that she got dismissed. The way you see it, what would she have on her mind?"

"Huh?"

I was stunned.

"What? Are you surprised? How come you feel surprised after you have done such a thing?" Angie said seriously, "Let me tell you, Charlotte Archer, I have found out that Seth's mother received a sum of money from Towering High Group."

"This is the last time I warn you! If you dare to hurt Seth again, I won't let you go!"

After that, she hung up the phone.

Staring at the screen on my cell phone, I couldn't help but be stunned.

"Who on earth is it?"

"Who on earth did this?"

"What's wrong?"

While I was hesitating, Patrick was behind me.

By the time I turned back, Patrick had already put on his suit. Seeing my dull look, he smiled and said, "What's wrong? Are you tired? If you're exhausted, take a rest. I'm going to the company. I'll come back to accompany you at night."

He didn't seem to notice my abnormal behavior and was about to go out after finishing his words.

"Wait a minute!"

I hesitated for a moment and stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Patrick looked at me.

I looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and shook my head, "Nothing."

Patrick smiled at me and left.

It seemed that he wasn't disguising at all.

Seeing him leave, I was instantly confused.

"Am I wrong again?"

I closed my eyes. And what had happened on the island and how Patrick was good to me was vivid in my mind.

"It's him who took me in his arms and strolled around."

"It's him who accompanied me when I wanted to play with sand on the beach." 'It's him..."

"No. It's not like this.'

I opened my eyes and looked at the big house, thinking of what Angie said over the phone.

Patrick was a businessman.

Merchants were always keen on profit.

He once had promised me that he wouldn't anything to Glorious Seth Design. But he had gone back on his words, hadn't he?

"Why do I feel that what Angie said has nothing to do with him?"

What's more, Angie said that Seth's mother had got a sum of money from the Towering High Group...

I was restless. And the temperature in the house was low. So I changed my clothes and sat in the garden downstairs.

When I was staring at the air in a daze, I saw Shelton passing by from a distance. He seemed to be walking from somewhere to his home.

Just as I was hesitating whether to say hello to him or not, he turned his head and happened to see me.

At first, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. But soon it was replaced by a smile.

He came up to greet me and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I have nothing to do, so I come out and have a seat."

I was lying.

Shelton seemed to see through what was on my mind at a glance. Then he sat beside me and asked me as if he were an understanding uncle, "You are not good at lying. Tell me. Are you troubled by anything? Maybe I can help you."

It was unknown why I would always think of Seth as a stable and reliable person.

What's more, after what happened last time, I always felt that he and I were the same kind of people.

I looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Can you tell me what kind of person Patrick Cowell is?"

"Him?" Shelton looked at me and smiled. "Aren't you with him every day? Why do you ask me so?"

I shook my head, "I don't understand him."

Shelton smiled at me, "Patrick is very nice and reliable. He has always been open and honest while dealing with the business. Whether you are choosing a boyfriend or a husband, he will always be a good candidate." "Really?"

"Yeah."

The reason why I had asked him so was that I probably wanted someone to confirm to me and tell me that Patrick wouldn't have done such a thing.

As soon as Shelton finished his words, I believed him.

I seemed to be less psychologically burdened.

Patrick came back that night. After dinner, I went to take a bath. When I came out, I heard him making a phone call on the balcony.

I, who probably was curious, came over to the balcony.

I heard Patrick say, "Is he dead?"

My heart was instantly in my throat. And my movements became lighter.

"I know. Block the news. Don't let anyone else know about it, especially her."

After that, Patrick hung up the phone.

Looking back, he saw that I was in a daze. It was too late for me to dodge him.