Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 224

I looked up at Patrick and saw that the look in his eyes was as gentle as ever.

There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

When he looked at me, it seemed that he could only me in the world.

But I knew clearly that these wouldn't belong to me soon.

I looked at him and asked first, "Do you want me to go to your wedding?"

"I respect your choice. However, my wedding will be held on an island. And you need to get there by boat. It might be a little hard for you," Patrick replied.

His voice was so gentle.

His words sounded like he cared about me so much.

Even so, why did I feel so painful in my heart?

I looked at him and smiled bitterly, "You are indeed good at acting. At this moment, I even think you are telling the truth."

"I'm telling the truth."

Patrick said seriously.

There seemed to be a bit of firmness in his expression.

He sat down and pulled me to sit on his lap. I put my hands around his neck and frowned slightly. "I indeed hope that how good it will be if everything is the same as I guessed."

"What did you guess?"

"You sincerely love me. You have enemies. You are afraid that they will hurt me. So you choose to alienate me."

At this point, I told him all my childish imaginations.

He raised his hand and patted the hair on my head, "Maybe the truth is the same as you imagined."

"You don't have to lie to me." I shook my head, "I have thought about it carefully. You have never said that you love me. I am the only one who keeps expressing my feelings..."

"Then I'll tell you now." He put a little strength in his hands and hugged me to the place closer to him. He pressed his thin lips against my ear and said, "I love you."

At that moment, I, who stopped crying, burst out crying once again.

The tears fell drop by drop like broken beads. I simply couldn't hold myself back from crying at all.

I pushed him away and said while wiping away my tears, "No more games, no more games. I can't afford to keep playing such games with you. I will take it seriously."

It would only make me more painful.

But Patrick had no intention of letting me go. He held me in his arms, grabbed the back of my head with one hand, and kissed my tears with his thin lips.

I heard him say, "Don't cry. Seeing you cry, I will be sad as well."

When I heard him say that, I cried even more heartbrokenly.

He kissed away my tears little by little. And finally, he put his thin lips on my lips. The strong smell of tobacco which was mixed with the unique smell of men took over my mouth aggressively.

At this moment, I couldn't resist him at all.

I could only instinctively respond.

I could feel that something in the place where I was sitting was changing little by little. Soon, I heard the sounds indicating that Patrick was unbuckling his belt.

"No."

"No, we can't!"

"I know that we can'd do so!"

"Give yourself to me. This is the last time. Let's make love seriously."

He confined my waist with one of his hands and immediately unbuttoned the buttons in the back of my clothes skillfully...

"The last time?"

"Let me be indulgent once, okay?"

"I know that I will disappoint Kelsi by doing so. But..."

That day, Patrick and I made love in the office as well as in the lounge from the sunrise to the sunset. At sunset, I fell asleep in his arms.

I was awakened by Lisa's call.

She asked me where I was...

Looking at the empty part next to me on the double bed, I felt as if I had just had an unrealistic dream.

I answered, "I'm outside. I'll be back in a minute."

Hanging up the phone, I sat up from the bed. And the unorganized lower body reminded me that what had happened in the daytime indeed existed.