Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 9

"Mr. Cowell, it is you who are fooling me, okay?" I took the agreement in front of me in my hand and stood up without showing any sign of weakness. Then I pointed at the clause.

After that, I threw the agreement onto Patrick and turned to leave.

I dared not look back.

I am afraid that if I stayed here for one more second, I couldn't pretend any longer and I would show my embarrassment in front of him.

I walked quickly all the way to the gate of the residential quarter. Looking at the luxurious gate behind me and thinking back on my naive thoughts before, I found myself sad as well as ridiculous.

Patrick Cowell was the boss of the Towering High Group, who surely wouldn't fall in love with a woman after a one-night stand.

He wouldn't do so even if I shared the same face as the girl he liked.

(To be continued)

I moved into Lisa's house and started my life

again.

After I graduated from college, I, who majored in interior design, found an internship in a sort of good company in my senior year. After graduation, I could have become a regular employee there. However, the Archer Family told me that the Cowell Family was a grand family, who surely wouldn't want their daughter-in-law to appear in public.

So I resigned stupidly.

Now I had to start all over again.

Fortunately, the leader of the company where I had once interned immediately agreed to let me go back to work after knowing my situation.

My salary and relative benefits remained unchanged.

People like us who were engaged in interior design often had to go to the construction site. Moreover, it was common to work overtime. And we didn't even enjoy the weekend off.

A week later, that day, I worked overtime to 11 p.m. Assuming that there was a bag of instant noodles at home. I planned that I would go to sleep after eating the noodle.

Lisa's house was an old one. The lights in the corridor had long been broken. I put up with the darkness and went upstairs, only to see a flash of light emitting from the mobile phone in front of my door. My first reaction was that Lisa did not bring a key when she came back.

I couldn't help but tease, "Lisa, I have been living here with you for half a month. I am quite surprised that it's the first time that you've forgotten to bring a key."