Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 257

"No." Lying there, I felt that the feeling I was familiar with was all over my body.

I knew that if I made a little compromise...

What would happen next would be beyond my imagination

"Give me some time. I'll divorce Kelsi. We will be together in the future. Never should we get separated."

Patrick held me in his arms with powerful strength.

His tone and what he had said couldn't be more familiar to me. It was a pity I was no longer as dumb as I had been five years ago.

"Mr. Cowell, I'm Janetta Nolan."

I said word by word.

I warned myself in my heart repeatedly that I couldn't make a compromise and that never should I!

I surely couldn't compromise.

I used to be in between Caroline and Patrick in such a ridiculous way.

Now, I didn't want to be ridiculous again.

Patrick didn't understand the meaning of my

words. He held me in his arms and said to me, "It doesn't matter who you are. I know you are Charlotte Archer, which is enough."

"Am I Charlotte Archer?"

"Patrick Cowell, you are wrong."

"I'm no longer myself anymore."

However, I didn't reveal my true thoughts as I was being held in his arms. The gap between my strength and that of his and what had once happened made me realize that...

If he wanted to make love with me, no way I could resist.

So, I simply lay there. "Mr. Cowell, if you want to f**k me, do as you wish. After all, I can't resist. However, after that, I will go to the police and sue you for raping me."

Patrick had been flirting with me.

He tried to get my body ready for making love.

However, hearing my words, he paused what he was doing and looked at me.

It was almost six a.m.

The sky was turning bright.

Little by little, the light came in through the window on the second floor. And I could see Patrick's face.

He had a stunned look on his face. Looking at me with his dark eyes, he seemed to be shrouded in profound sadness.

He just looked at me like that.

I looked at him. Comparing with him, I had a faint expression on my face. Or, I looked determined.

I was gambling.

I was betting on his self-esteem as a man.

We confronted each other in this way. Patrick raised his arm and touched my face up and down repeatedly with his big palm.

He touched me lightly and softly.

It was like he was touching the most precious thing to him in the world.

When his hand swept past my eyelashes, they trembled slightly. But I didn't close my eyes.

In this way, he gently caressed my whole face with his hand, arousing and enlivening every part of my face.

He smiled bitterly, "It's okay. I can wait. As long as you don't belong to another man, I can wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"I am waiting for you to forgive me, believe me, and go back to my side."

After Patrick finished his words, he got up from the bed and went to the bathroom.

Then I heard the sound of his turning on the shower head.

Sitting on the bed, I was stunned for a long time. I didn't even know clearly how on earth I felt.

"Am I disappointed or lost?"

"I dare not to ponder on it further."

"I made up my mind. Isn't it the best thing that he won't touch me?"

I got up and changed my clothes before Patrick came out.

I made up my bed and went downstairs.

Sitting in front of the computer, I found that Shelton had texted me yesterday.