Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 43

That afternoon, Patrick took me to a fashion studio, chose a set of evening dresses for me, and matched it with a short cloak.

I put on makeup and did the styling there.

When everything was done, I looked at myself in the mirror and thought of my future life.

I felt helpless.

Moreover, I felt sad as well as despicable.

That evening, I continued to put on a show with Patrick at Ned's house.

We were pretending to be a loving couple.

At the banquet, Ned urged us over and over again, saying that we should bear him a fat grandson.

I agreed with a faint smile.

But I knew that this kind of thing would never happen.

After we came out of the Cowell Family house, I was about to get in the car. However, the tassel of the small cloak was hooked onto the covered button of Patrick's belt.

I wore a low-cut evening dress inside. So I hadn't ever taken off the cloak over the

banquet that night.

But, at this time, the tassel was hooked on Patrick's belt. If I leaned over to untie it, I would have to make an ambiguous posture.

Helplessly, I had no choice but to take off my cloak. After all, I couldn't ask Patrick to take off his belt.

"It will be done right away," I said as I went to untie the tassel.

Although I said so, it seemed that the more anxious I was, the tighter the tassel got entangled.

But this cloak was very expensive. And I didn't dare to cut the tassel off.

When I was sweating all over my head, I saw Patrick press on the belt with his big palm. "Click!" His belt was loosened.

He pulled the whole belt conveniently and took it off.

When I thought he was helping me, he threw the cloak and the belt aside.

Only then did I notice that his cock inside his trousers had erected.

Without consulting my opinion, he dragged me directly to the front of him and looked down at me, "You want to seduce me, right? Why do you have to take so much effort?"

"I didn't!" I wanted to sit back in my seat, only to be held firm where I was. Then Patrick ordered, "Suck it."

As soon as I opened the door, two bodyguards at the door stopped me and said, "Mrs. Cowell, Mr. Cowell ordered that you can't go anywhere at night."

He had placed me under house arrest.

I wanted to leave by force, only to be taken down by the bodyguards with a few moves and then sent back to the villa.

I found that bodyguards were guarding at the entrance as well as by the windows.

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

As I stood in front of the window and looked at the two bodyguards downstairs in despair, my cell phone rang.

It was Seth who was calling me.

I didn't even have the courage to pick up Seth's call after all the things I had done tonight.

Seeing the phone ringing over and over again, I didn't have the courage to answer it.

When the phone rang again, at the same time, I heard footsteps from the door.

The next second, I heard a woman's voice, "Who's inside? Let me in!"

Even if I hadn't heard this voice for a year and a half, I could still tell who the speaker was.