Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 61

I looked at Patrick, wondering what he was up to.

But I was so naive that I thought he would leave after the meal.

So I obediently did the cooking and then called him to have meal.

The dining table in this room was a round one. After Patrick sat down, he patted the chair next to him and said, "Sit here."

I hesitated for a moment and sat down by his side as he said in the end.

At this time, what I was thinking was that I should satisfy him so that he could leave.

I sat on the side and watched Patrick having meal there.

He finished one bowl of rice.

Two bowls of rice.

As he asked me to help him get the third bowl of rice, I asked him kindly, "Do you eat so much for dinner now?"

Patrick did not respond.

I didn't ask any more questions. And I could only fill another bowl of rice for him.

After dinner, he said that he wanted to deal with his work using my tablet. I dared not to refuse him. After giving the tablet to him, I went to the room alone with my cell phone and sent a text message to Lisa.

I told her all about Patrick's abnormality today.

Lisa only replied with one sentence, "He is tempted."

I replied, "No way!"

Later, Lisa kept texting me, saying, "All men are b*tchy. They won't cherish any woman when they are by their side. When women don't care about them anymore, they will rush to play up to them."

She had been talking with me for more than an hour based on this theory.

By the time I looked at my watch again, it was already 11 p.m. I went to the living room and wanted to ask when Patrick would leave, only to see him sitting on the sofa while holding a tablet in his hand.

But his posture was a bit strange.

I walked over and asked him, "It's so late. Don't you want to go back to your place?"

Patrick said resolutely, "No."

I felt that his face was a bit strange. Through the light, I saw that his smooth forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat.

I looked at him again and found that his face was a little pale. It was obvious that something was wrong with him!

I walked up to him and squatted down to ask him, "What, what's wrong with you?"

Patrick shook his head and pretended to be calm, "I'm fine."

But his face made me feel that something was wrong with him.

"What's wrong with you? If you can't hang on, go to the hospital."

As I said, I was about to get up and go to call 911. But he stopped me and said, "Do you have stomach medicine at home?"

"Stomach medicine?"

Only then did I realize that he must have eaten too much over dinner and he was suffering from a stomachache!

However, it was only the first day for me to live in this house. And I didn't even have time to buy it.

"I'll go out and buy some for you." As I said, I went to wear my shoes.

Fortunately, Patrick had been here. And I didn't change my clothes. Now I could go out conveniently.

Before I went out, I poured him a glass of hot water and coaxed him to lie down on the bed before going out with ease.

I hurried downstairs to buy a pile of stomach medicine, painkillers, and digestive tablets.

By the time I came back home, his shirt had been soaked wet because of the pain.

Seeing him like this, I inexplicably felt a little distressed. After feeding him the medicine, I sat aside and couldn't help blaming him, "You have a bad stomach. Don't force yourself to eat so much."

Patrick closed his eyes and said nothing.

Looking at his painful expression, I remembered that when I suffered from stomach ache in my childhood, the caregiver in the orphanage would rub my belly, making m recover soon. Then I said, "How about I rub your belly?"

As soon as I said that, I regretted it.

"Who is Patrick Cowell? He is the boss of Towering High Group. How could he agree to such a thing?"

However, when I was expecting him to refuse me, I saw him pull out his shirt under his belt, revealing his strong abdominal muscles.