Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 207

I subconsciously covered my face and said, pretending to be calm, "Amanda, my face is somewhat injured because of some previous events. So what?"

"Is you face somewhat injured? Or greatly injured?"

It made sense that Amanda was saying so.

With the incident yesterday as well as that today, I had known where the weakness of Amanda and Roger lay.

I tried my best to calm myself down and said with a faint smile, "You care so much about me. Is it because you think that your body figure is better than mine and that you are prettier than me? In the end, Mr. Cowell didn't fall in love with you. Instead, he fell in love with me. Are you unwilling to accept such a fact?"

She didn't speak. And I continued to say, "The reason why a smart man falls in love with a woman, of course, doesn't just solely lie in how much silica gel is stuffed in her chest. After all, a woman with much silica gel in her body will be mentally retarded with ease."

"You!" As Amanda heard what I had said, her face was as pale as a sheet of paper. She pulled Roger's hands and pretended to be calm, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? My Roger is taller and more handsome than Mr. Cowell. More importantly, he's younger than Mr. Cowell. Why would I take a fancy to Mr. Cowell?"

For no reason, upon hearing Amanda's words, I felt rather unhappy.

"I admit that Roger is taller than Patrick. And I admit that he is younger than Patrick."

"However, regarding that he is more handsome than Patrick..."

"I don't agree."

"How could a man who beat a woman be handsome?"

But I didn't say it out loud. Instead, I nodded slightly and said, "Oh, you said that I couldn't be in the position of Mrs. Cowell for long. I thought you were going to snatch this position away from me. It seems that I misunderstood you."

"Oh?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Roger made a light sound.

His expression indicated that he seemed to be full of interest. And it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

But Amanda was scared out of her wits. She quickly looked up and explained to Roger, "I didn't say that." Then she raised her hand, intending to slap me!

When I was trying to dodge her, someone reached out his hand from the side and directly stopped Amanda.

Then, I heard Patrick's slightly unhappy voice, "Mr. Roger, could it be that you couldn't restrain your woman well? Are you going to let me teach her a lesson for you?"

Every word of his was as cold as ice.

"No need to trouble you, Mr. Cowell." At this time, there was a trace of displeasure on Roger's face as well. He put his arms around Armand's waist and walked out.

I looked at the backs of the two of them. Although they left the venue in harmony as if they were a perfect couple, in fact, Roger was pinching Amanda's waist tightly with his hands.

The veins on the back of his hands were obvious.

Amanda, who was wearing high heels, twisted her body from time to time as she accidentally stumbled a little.

"I can guess what will happen next without seeing the scene by myself."

"Not bad." As soon as the two of them left, Patrick pulled me into his arms, "You're looking more and more like a woman of mine."

I looked at Patrick out of the corner of my eyes and saw that he slightly curled up the corner of his lips and that he seemed to be in a good mood.

But I knew that the reason why I was doing this today was simply because of this face of mine.

It was because of my face, which had been meticulously adjusted by Amy. It was a perfect face.

Without such a perfect face, I would have fled in fright as soon as I saw Amanda today.

Although no one approached us to watch the show just now, they were all watching us. Now that Roger had left, everyone came over to chat with Patrick.

At the same time, they praised me for being pretty and smart.

After one round of greeting, I managed to get a chance to rest. And I asked Patrick, "Who is that man just now?"

"Roger Newman, a man who emerges from nowhere in the past two years," Patrick said briefly without revealing further information to me.

However, judging from the looks in the ones' eyes who were around us when Roger came in just now and his arrogant appearance just now, I thought that he should be much more complicated

than Patrick said.

The banquet was drawing to an end.

A senior man appeared at the door and waved at Patrick.

Seeing that, Patrick said to me, "I'll go there for a moment. And I'll be back soon."

"Alright." I nodded.

With Patrick being called away and the smooth process in the banquet as well as Amanda's departure, I let down my guard. Standing in the corner of the banquet hall, I began to drink juice alone.

Less than five minutes later, suddenly...

The lights in the whole room were completely turned off, making the whole room dark.

I felt as if my heart was sinking and that my body was inexplicably plunged into fear. It was a feeling I had felt when I was out of prison back then. And now it came back to me again.

Without Patrick by my side, I started to panic and wondered where I should rest my hands.

At this time, someone in the distance took out his cell phone to light up the surrounding. My heart seemed to beat slowly a little. And I wanted to take my cell phone out of my bag as well.

I was in a panic. As soon as I took my cell phone out, I accidentally dropped it onto the ground.

As I was about to squat down to look for my cell phone, I heard a faint voice coming from above my head.

In an instant, I felt hot water pouring on my head!

I let out a muffled groan. I didn't even have the time to scream.

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In just one second, I realized what was going to happen!

I knew the purpose of the one doing so!

I didn't bother to pick up my cell phone. When I touched my face with my hands, it was obvious that the skin on my left face, which had been soaked wet by the hot water, was soft. And the place where I had touched seemed to be sunken!

"I am doomed!"

I had no time to pick up my cell phone. I rushed out directly!

As soon as I took a few steps, the lights in the venue were quickly turned on.

At this moment, I happened to walk to the center of the hall. And I was surrounded by people.

"Ah!" A woman next to me suddenly pointed at me and screamed, "Oh my God, your face..."

His words attracted everyone's attention.

They whispered to each other.

I, who dared not to stay for a second, ran towards outside wildly.

When I reached the door, I ran into someone.

I looked down and saw a pair of fiery-red high-heels. Then I instantly knew who it was.

"Miss Archer, Mrs. Cowell, what's wrong with you? What are you running for?"

Amanda's voice was full of provocation.

I, who had confronted her face-to-face just now, was no longer tough with the disappearance of the skin wax on my face!

I only felt self-abased and embarrassed.

I covered my face and lowered my head, "Get out of my way."

"If I didn't do as you said, what could you possibly do to me?" Amanda laughed coldly, "Oh, why isn't Mr. Cowell here? Could it be that he, who knew that you would embarrass him, had left ahead of time?"

At this moment, I heard the discussion of the ones attending the banquet behind me.

"Gosh! What's wrong with this woman's face?"

"I've only heard of plastic surgery. In her situation, it is like she is wearing fake skin!"

"I thought she was good- looking originally. But I didn't expect it all to be fake."

"That's right. In fact, she's ugly."

"Ugly woman."

I just wanted to get out of this place. But Amanda was standing in my way.

When I walked to the left, Amanda moved to the left. When I moved to the right, she blocked me again.

At this time, someone was screaming behind me, "Look, what is dripping from her face now?"

"Oh my god. Is it fake skin? Is her face fake?"

"I wonder if Mr. Cowell knew that she was so ugly."

"He surely doesn't know!"

I looked down and saw that the skin wax on my face had melted a lot and that some of them had dripped onto the ground through my fingers!

"Come on. Come on. Let everyone see what you look like right now. I felt that you couldn't be Mrs. Cowell for too long. Weren't you unhappy about it?" Amanda had indeed come back here for revenge!

"I want to see her face too."

At this time, Roger came out of nowhere and shook away my hand with which I covered my face directly.

He tugged at my hair and turned my face around.

Everyone was stunned by what was right in front of them.