Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 218

The happy time between Patrick and me was always like a shooting meteor, which was fleeting.

So were the paintings I had painted for him.

On each painting, Patrick looked so handsome.

"Could it be that I wouldn't have any more chances to paint him in the future?"

I felt extremely complicated in my heart.

When I was packing up her things, Lisa came back from her work. When she saw that there were a lot more things at her home, she frowned and asked, "Is Patrick indeed going to break off his connections with you?"

"It should be so."

Thinking of the fact that he refused my proposal of getting married, I thought that he probably had been thinking about how to end his relationship with me for a long time.

Seeing that I wasn't in a good mood, Lisa didn't go on talking. She directly put her arms around my neck and said, "Oh, forget it. See? You helped me to clean up my house so well. Even though he doesn't love you, I love you.

Tell me what you want to eat at night. I'll treat you as a reward for you to clean up my house."

"I don't..."

"Don't refuse me. I'll stay here for less than half a month. And when it is Christmas, I am going to be busy again. The food abroad tastes so terrible. You can consider it as accompanying me to enjoy food."

Knowing that I was going to turn down her request, Lisa interrupted me.

"Alright."

I couldn't overwhelm her verbally.

When we were checking the restaurants on a food- evaluation app, wondering where we should have dinner, Lisa's cell phone rang

She looked at the caller ID on the cell phone. As Lisa saw that Roger was calling her, her face changed.

After hesitating for a while, she turned on the speaker mode of her cell phone and said in a bad tone, "What do you want?"

"Beauty, I heard that when you celebrated your birthday back then, you were just having a small party with my sister-in-law. So today, I specially chose a special place. And I have prepared cakes for you. Can I hold another birthday party for you?"

On the other side of the phone, Roger sounded quite enthusiastic.

Lisa rejected him directly, "No, you can't."

"Don't do that. I've booked everything ready." This was the style in which Roger would usually handle the situation.

Lisa was about to refuse further. Then she glanced at her and said, "Alright. Ask your brother to show up there as well."

"Ah?" Roger was stunned for a moment. But he quickly came to his senses, "Okay, no problem! I'll ask him!"

After saying that, Roger hung up the phone.

The result was within my expectation.

Patrick wouldn't come.

But Roger didn't want to give up. He pestered Lisa persistently and tried every means to persuade her. Finally, Lisa directly made an appointment with him in a hot pot restaurant. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Although Roger was reluctant, he still agreed.

He chose a high-end hot pot restaurant.

It was a hot pot restaurant with private boxes available.

After we went in, Roger sat down first and ordered all kinds of meats, including the Kobe beef and New Zealand mutton.

In the end, he took out a bottle of champagne from his bag.

I didn't know about wine. But Lisa became quite happy when she saw the wine. She asked, "Louis Crystal?"

"Well, Beauty Lisa, you surely are an expert of wine."

Seeing that Lisa recognize what kind of wine it was, Roger had a proud look on his face.

After Roger ordered the dishes, the waiter asked, "May I ask what kind of hot pot soup do you want?"

"Double-flavor hot pot," Roger said.

"All-spicy-flavor hot pot," Lisa said.

The two of them's answers were completely different.

Roger looked at Lisa and said, "Let's order Double-flavor hot pot. I can't eat spicy food."

"No, it's my birthday. It's up to me." Lisa didn't seem to have any intention of changing her mind.

Helplessly, Roger had no choice but to agree.

Although Roger looked like a playboy, he and Lisa had a lot of common topics after they sat together today. Instead, I sat next to them as if I were a third wheel.

I didn't speak. And I was only responsible for eating.

A bottle of champagne was quickly emptied. Originally, Roger wanted to ask someone to send him some beer. But Lisa directly refused and ordered several bottles of dark beer.

I wasn't good at drinking. By the time we finished eating the hot pot, I had been defeated.

However, Lisa seemed to have drunk to her heart's content.

Roger proposed to go to a bar. And Lisa agreed immediately!

I tried my best to persuade Liss. But she wouldn't listen. She insisted on pulling me there along with her.

We went to a bar called Lust at Night. Roger, who was quite generous, ordered pretty expensive wine directly.

I was afraid that nobody would take care of Lisa after she got drunk later. So I didn't drink too much.

Lisa kept persuading me, which I couldn't handle. So I left with an excuse of going to the bathroom.

I got out of the private room and stood in the corridor for a while. Then I saw a quite tall man coming out from a private room. As soon as the man saw me, he smiled and leaned over, "Oh, isn't this Mrs. Cowell?"

It was Simon.

I didn't expect to see him here. So I turned around subconsciously, intending to leave.

Simon, who was tall, caught up with me in just a few steps. He bent down and looked at me as he said, "What are you running for, Miss Archer? Are you here with Mr. Cowell?"

"No."

"I see..." Simon looked at me and said meaningfully, "Miss Archer, thinking that you came with Mr. Cowell, I originally planned to take you to his box."

"Is Patrick here too?"

We could only drink in this kind of bar. However, there was additional service available. After I just stood in the corridor for a while, I saw a "princess" who was dressed in high- quality clothes passing by with a guest.

Then the two of them went into a bathroom.

"What will they do there? It is self-evident."

When Roger saw that I didn't speak, he wasn't surprised. Then he added, "Well, Miss Archer, although you didn't come with Mr. Cowell, you surely want to go to the room of Mr. Cowell."

I refused immediately, "No need, thanks."

Roger didn't speak. He got up and walked forward. As he walked, he said, "I'm going to say hello to Mr. Cowell."

I knew that the reason he had said so was that he wanted to draw me to follow him.

I stood in the same place and hesitated for a while. However, Roger was so tall. And he was wearing a white suit. With him standing in the crowd, he would always be seen no matter how far he walked.

For some unknown reason, I followed him.

From a distance away, I saw him entering a private room.

After he went in, he didn't close the door tightly, revealing a small gap.

I stood far away and looked through the small gap. I didn't know if it was a coincidence or not. But I could see Patrick from that angle.

Patrick was only wearing a shirt. And there were two sexy women sitting next to him.

They pressed their breasts against his.

Patrick just sat there. Although he didn't do anything, he didn't mean to refuse.

He held a crystal cup in one hand and shook the ice inside the cup little by little.

I stood there, feeling that my entire body was

stiff.

"Does Patrick enjoy his life like this after I leave him?"

"I'm indeed a burden to him."

People probably liked to make themselves low and humble. Although I had seen everything, I, who was unwilling to be convinced by what I had seen, found an excuse for him. Then I stood at the door and watched him all the time.

I hoped that he would push the women next to him away.

Or he should reveal a little disgust on his face.

However, I stood there for a long time, only to see that Patrick silently accepted the women's goodwill with no intention to reject their offer at all.

After that, a woman got up, sat directly on his lap, and put her two hands around his neck...

When I wanted to see Patrick's reaction, someone came out of the room and closed the door.

"Hey, Mrs. Cowell, are you still here?"

Simon looked at me with some evilness in his dimensional eyes.

I was a little embarrassed. Thinking of the

scene just now, I immediately said, "I've never been a Mrs. Cowell. I'm just one of Mr. Cowell's mistresses. And now that I've become like this, he doesn't want me anymore."

As I was talking about this...

I felt a little lost.