Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 445

Without looking up, I couldn't see Tillie's expression.

But all of this didn't matter to me anymore.

Tillie was silent for a while before saying, "Ms. Nolan, I've inquired about it. It turns out that you are Mr. Cowell's ex-wife and that you bore a child for him. Now you stay here and refuse to leave, intending to rekindle your feelings with Mr. Cowell."

"Yes."

I didn't deny it.

From a certain point of view, I probably indeed hoped so.

Hearing this, Tillie giggled, "Ms. Nolan, you're really naive. Have you ever heard of a saying?"

I ignored her. Seeing that I didn't respond, she continued, "Men actually are very dedicated. No matter how old they are, they are all falling for women of twenty years old. The way you see it, aren't they devoted?"

After that, Tillie smiled even more brightly.

I looked up and glanced at smiling Tillie. Finally, I realized that something was wrong with her.

Although Tillie's hair was of plain black color, her hairstyle was well-arranged.

Her bang was especially so.

She wore a Korean- styled haircut to better enhance her face type.

The ordinary barbers surely couldn't get this kind of hairstyle done. At least, she should have turned to a professional barber in a high-end barbershop.

I stood up suddenly. And Tillie was holding her chin in her hands at the time.

She pointed her finger at me.

Her nails are neat. At first glance, it could be seen that she did manicures frequently.

I looked Tillie up and down again.

After that, I was pretty sure that she was a standard city girl who surely hadn't come from an unknown place.

Moreover, she should have been a fashionable city girl previously.

"What's wrong?" Under my gaze, Tillie seemed to be a little intimidated.

I smiled and said, "Tillie, how old are you? Where are you from? You are a fresh maid, aren't you?" "Me?" Hearing this, she looked sideways and said with an unnatural expression on her face, "I...I'm 20 years old. I grow up in City Y. While working as a maid, I want to observe and learn from real life."

To tell the truth, if I hadn't found any clues, after hearing her words, I surely would have felt that she was the kind of girl who wanted to make herself dignified and felt ashamed to admit her real background.

It wasn't that I looked down on the girls from remote places. I thought so because I had figured out that everything Tillie had done was to deceive me.

And it seemed that someone had arranged everything for her.

Who was this person?

Well, it was self-evident.

Pretending that I didn't find out the truth, I exposed her, "Really? Then tell me, where did you spend your junior high school days? What about the high school? At your age, you should study at college. Why did you come here to work as a maid?"

"It's... it's none of your business!" Tillie looked very embarrassed. Lifting her feet, she kicked down the big basin in front of me.

And she turned around, planning to leave!

"Come here!" I grabbed Tillie and ordered, "Put the things back." "Who do you think you are?"

Tillie was obviously unhappy.

"Hurry up!" I grabbed her and refused to let her go.

For no reason, after confirming that Tillie was acting, I was inexplicably confident.

"Patrick put on a show and tried to drive me away, didn't he?"

'That's great. I'll cooperate with them to put on a show and see when they will be exposed.'

'Anyway, didn't he ask me to wash the curtains? I'll wash it every day to see how much longer they can continue acting!'

Tillie was anxious, saying, "I won't..."

"Then don't go!"

"I'm going to call Mr. Cowell over!"

"Go ahead!"

Tillie and I were tugging at each other downstairs.

As expected, I soon heard the sound of the wheelchair behind me.