Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 220

"Be responsible for me? How? Are you going to give me five million dollars or ten million dollars?!" Lisa said as she pulled open the quilt abruptly and pointed at a pool of glaring red blood on the bed and said, "My virginity has been ruined by you! How can you be responsible for my virginity?"

As for the small piece of red represent...

Everyone knew it regardless of the gender.

Looking at the blood on the bed, Roger hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll marry you."

"Bah! Who cares about your promise to marry me?" Lisa sneered. "For someone like you, even if you get married, you will have many mistresses outside! If I marry you, I surely will be cuckolded, right?"

"I'll try my best to restrain myself," said Roger with a slight frown.

"Control yourself? For three days or five days?" Lisa said as she picked up her bag and rolled her eyes at Roger, "I'm telling you, let bygones be bygones. Don't let me see you again. Or I'll beat you to death!"

After Lisa finished speaking, she pulled me out of the room.

We hailed a cab at a crossroad.

Lisa didn't say a word along the way.

After we arrived home...

As she changed her shoes, I poured her a glass of water. Before I could give her the water, Lisa looked at me with her eyes turning red. She hugged me and said, "originally, I want to keep my

virginity for my husband!"

"I'm sorry, it was my fault yesterday." At this point, I couldn't be more guilty, saying, "I shouldn't have left. Or I should have insisted on bringing you back."

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Lisa shook her head and said, "No, I don't blame you. It's my fault. Why should I have drunk so much wine? I actually gave my virginity to someone who is a scumbag, a playboy, and a jerk!"

"Yes, yes."

I didn't know what to say.

That night, I received a text from Roger saying, "Sister- in- law, how is Lisa? She blacklisted my number. I can't get in touch with her anymore."

He was talking bullshit.

I indeed had nothing to say to Roger. What he had done left me nothing to say.

Later, Roger sent me a lot of texts and asked me to speak up for him, only to be refused by me.

After all, I could relate to Lisa.

If it were me, I wouldn't have forgiven him for taking advantage of someone else's perilous state either.

In the evening, when I was cooking for Lisa, my cell phone rang again.

I instinctively thought it was Roger texting again. So I didn't pay attention to my cell phone. After a while, I went over to check my cell phone and found that it was a text from an unrecorded number.

The text read, "There is a surprise for you in the Oriental Restaurant at 7 p.m. From Roger."

Seeing the signatures at the end of the text, I turned off my cell phone with no deliberation and continued to cook.

When I was cooking, I remembered that this number was the same one with which someone had called me a few days ago saying nothing.

"Roger has been targeting me for a long time, right?"

He probably wanted to use me to threaten Patrick. Unfortunately, he made a mistake.

After I finished cooking, I had dinner with Lisa. Over dinner, I couldn't help glancing at my watch.

It was already 7 p.m.

Lisa's house wasn't far from the Oriental Restaurant. It wouldn't take me over ten minutes to get there by a taxi...

After eating dinner for another 10 minutes, Lisa watched the TV series aired on the television alone, scolding the leading actress for being an idiot and the male lead for being a b*stard.

Hearing her words. I made up my mind, put down my chopsticks, and said, "Lisa, I have something to do."

After that, I put on my coat and went out.

About ten minutes later, I arrived at the downstairs of Oriental Restaurant.

Patrick had brought me here to enjoy the food here before. Oriental Restaurant was crowded with clients. And vehicles coming and going incessantly at the entrance.

But today, only a white car parked in front of the entrance to Oriental Restaurant. The scene was cold and cheerless...

As soon I saw the car, I remembered whose car it was in a second.

It was the car in which I saw Patrick and Kelsi back then.

At least, this car was of the same style as that I had seen that day...

I walked inside. Before I could reach the door, a waiter came out and stopped me, "I'm sorry, someone has booked the entire Oriental Restaurant today."

"The entire Oriental Restaurant?"

I was stunned for a moment, wondering who could make such a generous move.

It was well- known that Oriental Restaurant was one of the most popular restaurants in City Y. The cost of per capita consumption here was quite high. So booking Oriental Restaurant for one night would cost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars.

When I was confused, I heard several waiters chatting in the parking lot.

"Oh, this boss is indeed so generous with the spending. I've been working here for so long. And it's the first time that I've seen someone book here as a whole."

"That's right. I heard that he is the boss of Towering High Group."

"I hear so as well. That woman seems to be the daughter of the Kelsi family."

"Hey, I can't imagine what the rich are thinking about."

The chit-chatting sounds of the waiters rang in my ears.

"Is Patrick booking the whole Oriental Restaurant for Kelsi?"

He had never treated me like this. Although I didn't expect Patrick to spend money on me like this, I still felt sorry for him as I saw him spending money on another woman like this.

"What right do I have to feel distressed for him?" I shook my head desperately and tried to get rid of the depression in my heart, "It has been a miracle for someone like me to be connected with such an excellent man like Patrick Cowell. Why am I pleading for an everlasting love?"

I told myself so in my heart.

Then I turned around, intending to leave.

"I can stand behind you and chase you as if I were a shadow chasing after light in a daze."

As soon as I took a step forward, the cell phone in my pocket rang.

As expected, it was indeed Roger's call.

I hesitated for a moment and picked it up in the end.

"Hello, Miss Archer, did you hear that? How do you feel?" Simon's frivolous voice floated out from the cell phone.

I frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Simon, if you intend to make me give up on Patrick, then I tell you that I have given up on him. You don't have to exert so many efforts."

To be honest, I was somewhat confused about why Roger was doing this.

If he wanted to use me to irritate Patrick, then he was doomed to fail.

Could it be that he wanted me to give up on Patrick? If yes, what was his purpose?

"Well, Miss Archer, why are you angry? See, I just let you see who Patrick truly is. He abandoned you yesterday. And today, he directly turns to his childhood sweetheart. Who does he take you for? You probably are nothing to him."

Roger said with a smile...

"Well, I know. Thank you for telling me this."

I pretended to be strong and calm.

Roger didn't mind my indifference and continued to say, "Miss Archer, besides Oriental Restaurant, Mr. Cowell has booked several other avenues recently. In order to make Miss Kelsi happy, he has booked several avenues, including movie theaters and opera cinemas. If you are interested, I can tell you where they are exactly located."

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in them." I had realized Roger's purpose. And I told him, "If you want me to hate Patrick so that I can help you do something, then I think you don't have to work so hard No matter how much I hate him, I won't help you."

"Miss Archer, are you so smart?"

"It's not because I'm smart. It's because you think too highly of yourself."

After I finished speaking, I hung up the phone without saying anything else.

After I hung up the phone, in less than five minutes, I received a text from Simon.

The text was about the time and location of a movie tomorrow as well as the time and location of an opera next week.