Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 452

"It has nothing to do with you."

I said flatly.

I also didn't know how to describe the relationship between Patrick and me.

Realizing that I seemed to dislike her, Sandra immediately approached me, saying in a somewhat flattering tone, "Janetta, you won't be angry with me, will you? I did all of these per the Master's order. They have nothing to do with me. I worked for him. That's all."

"I know." I looked at her, "But it was you who lied to me. What? Do you expect me to greet you with a smile and thank you for your cooperation with him?"

No matter what, she indeed had provoked me several times back then.

Sandra looked innocent, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I'm sorry."

"Let bygones be bygones. Anyway, it's time for you to leave."

"Yes..." Sandra nodded and said, "The Master has informed me that I can leave tomorrow."

"Have a good trip."

After saying that, I took a step to the side, thinking that Sandra could let me go now.

However, Sandra didn't intend to let me go at all. When I moved, she immediately approached me again, "Janetta, don't be angry with me. I was indeed working hard back then."

"Well, I'm not angry. Can I go over now?"

I didn't know what Sandra was up to.

She suddenly reached out, took my luggage over, and said, "Janetta, let me help you with the luggage."

Feeling a little annoyed, I frowned. "What exactly are you up to? Say it."

Hearing this, Sandra stood still, feeling stunned at first. Then she said, "Actually, I want to know your story."

Hearing her words, I raised my eyes and continued, "So you want to know how I can make such an excellent man like Patrick fall in love with me, right?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant. Janetta, I think you are excellent. I'm just curious."

"Then don't be."

I didn't want to bother with Sandra at all.

Pulling my luggage, I went straight into a elevator.

Sandra wanted to catch up with me. But I had pressed a button to close the elevator door.

After going upstairs, I found that Patrick wasn't in his bedroom. So I went to the study.

Sitting at the desk and reading the documents, Patrick heard me coming in and asked "Why are you so slow?"

Walking over to his side, I said, "I was held back by Sandra."

Hearing that I mentioned Tillie'sname, he put down the documents in his hands, "It seems that she told you everything."

"Yes." I walked around the desk and sat on his lap. Circling my arms around his neck, I said coquettishly, "Alas. You are handsome and rich. And girls will always fantasize about you. She pestered me and asked about our story. I guess she wants to know how come such an excellent man as you fall for me."

Patrick's legs weren't in good condition now. The way I see it, what he needed most was my frequent praise.

Holding me in his arms and looking at me with his black eyes, he said, "What do you think?"

"Hm..." I raised my finger and traced it across his face, "I probably have somewhat spelled you..."

Given Patrick's status, he would have all kinds of women.

In fact, I didn't know why he had fallen in love with an ordinary woman like me either.