Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 56

I knew that Ned had agreed to my request by acting so.

Just as I was worried about how to talk to Caroline, she said directly, "Whoever sees it has a share! I want to go there too."

"Well..." I pretended to hesitate for a moment and said, "Okay."

In fact, I was secretly happy in my heart.

After that, Patrick revealed the name of the restaurant where we would have dinner tomorrow evening, which was at No. 366 private room of Chef Ming's.

Chef Ming's was a Michelin three- star restaurant.

When I left the Cowell Family with Patrick, he sent a driver to send Caroline back. After that, he went back to the villa with me.

He did so mainly for Ned.

In the car back to the villa, I asked him and learned that No. 366 private room of Chef Ming's had been kept for him all the year round.

After he finished his words, he asked me, "Tell me. What do you want to do tomorrow?"

I hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a secret."

I was not sure if Patrick would help Caroline. If that was the case, my plan would be ruined once and for all.

Early the next morning...

After Patrick went to work, I got up and went to a mall and found a wig wholesale market. Finally, I found a wig whose color and whose length were almost the same as those of Caroline's hair.

However, its length was a little longer than that of her long hair.

I took it to a barbershop and asked the barber there to cut the wig based on Caroline's hairstyle. Then, I made a temporary hairstyle.

As I got busy, the afternoon came. Originally, I wanted to ask Lisa to do makeup for me. But unfortunately, she was not at home.

But she introduced me to one of her colleagues, who was quite good at doing makeup.

She made a makeup for me based on that of Caroline's.

Admittedly, after the makeup was done, I put on my wig and compared my look with Caroline's. I found that my temperament was indeed similar to Caroline's.

I simply looked like an angelic b*tch.

When there was one hour to go before the agreed dinner time, Patrick went home to pick me up. At that time, I didn't wear a wig. As he saw me, there was a profound look in his eyes. But he didn't say anything.

When he got into the car, he asked me, "Where are we going now?"

I was a little surprised. But I faintly realized that he should have known what I was going to do.

We picked up Caroline and Ned.

The four of us sat in the same car and then arrived at the door of the construction site where the worker was now.

After just two minutes, Caroline was unhappy as she said, "Charlotte, aren't we going to have dinner? What are you doing?"

I gave her a brief explanation, "Waiting for someone."

Caroline seized the opportunity as she moved closer to Ned and said, "Grandpa Cowell's time is precious. You're not going to let him wait with you like this, are you?"

As I was about to explain to Ned, Patrick said first, "Wait a minute. It will be ready soon."

I sat in the passenger's seat and gave him a strange look.

His expression was faint. And no one could tell what he was thinking about.

His expression confused me more, making me feel more and more strongly that I couldn't figure him out.

Soon, I saw the worker go downstairs. At that moment, I immediately took out a wig from my bag, put it on my head, and then combed it with a comb that I brought with me.

I glanced at Caroline.

Caroline seemed to realize something and reached out to grab my wig. But I took one step ahead.

I opened the door and went out of the car.

When I walked to the front of the worker, he recognized me at once, "You are Miss Caroline."

I nodded, "Yes."

After that, I asked about his recent situation and pretended to give him three thousand dollars on the spur of the moment.

In fact, it was not that I didn't want to give him more money. But I simply didn't have any more money.

He thanked "Caroline" with much gratitude. Then he scolded me conveniently.

In the end, he added, "Others say that you look like each other. But in my opinion, you are not the same. She looks vicious at first glance! You are different. You are too kind!" When I heard him say so, I sneered in secret!

But I said hypocritically, "My sister is in a difficult situation. She..."

"Charlotte Archer! Stop acting!"

Before I could finish my words, Caroline suddenly jumped out of the car, rushed over, and tore off my wig!

When the worker saw the two of us, he looked at us back and forth with a confused look on his face.

Caroline pointed to me and said to the worker, "She is Charlotte Archer!"

I didn't deny it as I said, "Yes, I am Charlotte Archer! So are you still so sure that the person you saw that day surely was me?"

Hearing my question, the worker was completely dumbfounded.

However, Caroline said excitedly, "It surely is you! No doubt!"

At this moment, even if she didn't say anything, everything would be self-evident.

That night, the so- called dinner ended in discord.

Caroline even texted and cursed at me vigorously.

As I thought I was going to win, Patrick, who had sent me home, suddenly said, "Caroline, I can give you the position of Mrs. Cowell. I can protect you. But can you promise me that you won't get down to this matter?"

"What?"

I, who had just stepped into the house, turned around to look at Patrick behind me, thinking that there was something wrong with my ears.

"Regarding the matter related to the glue of the wallpapers in the studio, let's call it to a halt from now on."

Patrick said word for word with absolute certainty.

"Why?"

"You can sit in the seat of Mrs. Cowell all the time. No one can..."

"I don't care!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by me!

I walked up to Patrick and raised my head to look at him. Then, I came to my senses, "No wonder you've been so nice to me lately. You've already known that it's Caroline's fault. You're afraid that I'll find evidence and sue her, aren't you?"

"No..." "No? You have a guilty look on your face. Don't you know?"

Recently, although I had explained Patrick's behavior using various excuses, I indeed felt that he was good to me.

His attitude to me was good. And he was gentle.

In particular, he cooperated with me on this matter, which made me feel that he might not be so bad.

"She was just confused for a moment..."

When Patrick said so, he was diffident.

Unexpectedly, Patrick, who had been mighty and formidable, would look so diffident and have such a guilty conscience as he tried to defend Caroline.

I looked at him and asked, "Did she get confused for a while? So, I had to go to jail for a while because of this, right? You surely have known the truth about my miscarriage back then, right? It's also because she got confused for a while, isn't it?"

"Charlotte..."

"Please call me Charlotte Archer. Don't call me by my name. I'm sick!" All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

I felt that I indeed had gone crazy.

How come I actually felt that I could forsake the sad past and enjoy a happy life now after Patrick was somewhat nice to me?

What an extremely stupid person I was!

"As long as you promise me that you won't investigate this matter, I can promise you one thing."

"What if I pursue her?" I looked at Patrick, "I've been in jail for a year and a half. What else should I be afraid of?"

"If you get to the bottom of it, I will stand firmly on her side and protect her."

Each word of his was a blow to my heart!

My heart seemed to be pinched by countless invisible hands.

It hurt so much.

It hurt so much.

I looked at him and bit my lips so hard as to make myself look somewhat composed.

But I knew very well that if I didn't agree with him, I couldn't defeat him on my own. Even if I turned to someone else for help, the people around me would get involved.

In the end, I compromised.

I looked at him and said, "Okay, I've figured out as to what I will ask from you in return."