Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 41

Although Seth was changing the subject, regarding what he said, I indeed had to face it as well.

After all, he had confessed to me in front of many colleagues of mine today. I did have to make the relationship between the two of us clear.

However...

"I'm sorry."

I, who had been pondering on it for a whole day, could only say so in the end.

As soon as I finished my words, Seth pressed his index finger against my lips, "Shh. I know what you are worried about. As long as you stand behind me, never should you be afraid. I surely will protect myself. Only in this way can I protect you."

His answer put me in a momentary trance.

"But..."

As I wanted to remind him that Patrick wouldn't let us go just like that, Seth said first, "You won't get me into trouble."

I had to admit that Seth did have touched me.

I was not sure this counted as a confirmed relationship.

But after that, I would spend 2 days weekly having meal with Seth .

But my colleagues were not friendly to me.

There were even many rumors about why I had gone to jail.

I pretended that I was kept in the dark and ignored them.

However, this could not change my embarrassing situation in the company.

I was Angie's assistant. But Angie had already blacklisted me because of what had happened between me and Seth. Even if I went to talk to her, she would not even pay attention to me.

Without anything to do in the past two weeks, I could only study by myself.

However, I knew I couldn't go on like this. I couldn't get paid by the company without doing anything.

I made up my mind that I should follow Angie from the next day. No matter how hard she tried to ignore me, I would be by her side.

I kept staying by her side for three days.

On the third day, Angie deliberately avoided me. By the time I came to my senses, she had already entered the elevator, I followed her downstairs, only to see that she had already left by car.

When I stood at the entrance of the office building, feeling confused for a moment, Patrick's car stopped in front of me.

I wanted to go, only to be held by him and pulled into the back seat!

"What are you doing? Let go of me!"

I struggled. But Patrick's strength was very strong. No matter how hard I tried, he firmly held onto my wrist!

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The driver started the car.

I didn't know where he was taking me.

Along the way, I scolded him as viciously as I could. But Patrick was indifferent.

When the car stopped again, Patrick lowered the window and looked out of the window, asking me, "Look. Where is this place?"

I turned my head and looked out of the window. It took me quite a while to realize where we were.

In an instant, my face was pale.

It was unknown when the car had arrived at the orphanage.

However, the orphanage was different from what I remembered. If it weren't for the "Star Family" written at the gate, I wouldn't believe that the one in front of me was the orphanage where I had been living since my childhood.

At this time, Patrick had already got off the car and said to me, "Go in and have a look."

When I followed him into the orphanage, the old dean had already come out to welcome him.

When he saw Patrick, he immediately came over and said respectfully, "Mr. Cowell, you're here."

Patrick nodded, gave me a sidelong glance, and said, "I take her here to look around."

The old dean eyed me and recognized me immediately. "Aren't you Lottie?"

My name was Lottie when I was in the orphanage. While Rosy named me Charlotte Archer after I came to the Archer Family.

Later, the old dean showed us around. Only then did I know that the entire orphanage was rebuilt by Patrick the year before last year.

Nowadays, there were not only dormitories and classrooms for classes in the orphanage but also a playground for younger children, a multi-media classroom for the elder children, and a computer room.

At the same time, Patrick also hired foreign teachers to teach the children every week.

During the tour, I didn't say a word.

After the tour was over and we returned to the car, I couldn't help but say, "Thank you."

Patrick gave me a sidelong glance and said with a poker face, "I can rebuild this place. And naturally, I can destroy it. Everything depends on you."