Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 327

I looked up at him and smiled faintly. "Okay, I will stay alive."

In fact, I still cherished my life very much.

After all, I needed to take care of Glenn.

How could I have the heart to make him a motherless child?

Patrick patted me on the head. "Are you hungry? Let's eat."

He led me out of the room and we went downstairs. I looked around as I walked. It should be a very ordinary villa with mountains and trees outside. It was a holiday villa.

However, in winter, the scene was covered by snow.

"This is..."

In fact, I wanted to ask Patrick why I was here?

If I remembered correctly, today should be the engagement banquet. Since I was here, what about the engagement banquet?

"I'll stay here with you for the time being."

Patrick took me to the table and we sat down. Then he took out a bowl, filled it with the porridge from a thermos nearby, and put it in front of me.

The aroma of the porridge crept into my nose. For a moment, I felt really hungry.

I picked up the spoon and started drinking.

After a few sips, I fixed my eyes on the thermos.

Patrick was not very good at cooking. This porridge was definitely not made by himself, but sent by someone else.

At present, everything here made me feel a little weird.

But my mind was in a mess at this moment, and I didn't know where to start.

After I finished eating the porridge, Patrick asked me again, 'Are you full? I'll get more porridge for you."

I shook my head and looked up at him. After hesitating for a moment, I finally said, "What happened after I was in a coma that day? Why am I here?"

In my opinion, no matter what happened, I should be in the hospital,

instead of staying in this strange villa.

Unless...

"Don't worry about it. It's all over. Stay here for three days, we'll return." Patrick looked at me.

He had a kind of magic power. After that horrifying thing had happened last night, I, however, felt very relaxed when I saw him.

But I knew that Shelton wouldn't give up.

I looked up and asked him, "Tell me, what happened. I am here, and Shelton will definitely not let it go like this, will he? Will our actions hurt the Towering High?"

Patrick's Towering High was getting better.

But if something happened to the Towering High, and it went broke, would I get the blame for this?

"Do you want to know?" Patrick lowered his head to look at me.

"Yes."

I nodded vigorously.

The man pulled me to the couch.

He sat down first and then let me sit on his lap. He tidied up my hair with one hand and said, "Actually, I already knew what game my uncle was going to play."

"You knew that?"

The man nodded. "Yes, Roger works for neither of us. He deliberately leaked this to me and took my money."

"What do you mean? Does this gambling game have anything to do with your money?"

I looked at Patrick confusedly.

Roger took his money?

Patrick smiled resignedly. He held me in his arms and leaned over to kiss my thin lips gently. "In this game, I bet that you wouldn't shoot at me first, but you were beyond my expectations."

"you wouldn't die if I didn't shoot at you first?"

I didn't understand.

Patrick nodded. "This is a psychological battle. I bet you love me."

I was stunned.

"You bet I love you? What if I don't love you? You gamble with your own life, are you crazy? If you die, I will break down!" I was so angry that I beat him forcefully.