Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 280

"No, I mean, you..." I thought again. Why should he sleep in my room?

I immediately corrected myself. "Forget it, you can leave. I'll walk you out."

"No, since you said you want me to sleep with you, I'll take it seriously." Patrick held me tightly and brought me to the bedroom step by step.

Laying me on the bed, he knelt on it too.

"Patrick, I think you are too tired. I want you to have a good rest, not to sleep with me!"

I got up and tried to get out of bed.

Faced with Patrick, I was really afraid that my senses would go away.

After all, just by getting close to him, I wanted to hug him and rely on him.

He hurt me five years ago, but I still...

Despite knowing that it was a mistake and a trap, I still wanted to jump into it.

Patrick held my arm. "I'm kidding. In fact, I haven't slept for three days. Even if you have it in your mouth now, maybe it cannot erect." "Three days?" I looked at Patrick. "Why didn't you sleep?" "There are too many things and a lot of pressure. The shareholders call me one by one, and the bank, I..." Patrick pulled me to his side and held me. "Let me hold you and lie down for a while."

The man's words were full of temptation.

My heart ached. It was impossible for me to refuse.

Finally, I nodded. "Then why don't you rest on my lap?"

"No, I want to hold you."

As he said, Patrick directly laid me down and held me tightly.

He said nothing.

The whole bedroom suddenly fell into silence.

When was I so close to him last time?

"I'm in his arms. I'm so close to him that I can hear his heartbeats."

"Baby, maybe I won't have a bean soon. At that time, I can never hold you anymore."

"What's wrong?"

I felt my heart tighten when I heard what he said.

"Do you know why I said it is me who would lose if I bet with him?" Patrick hugged me and said in a very soft voice. I didn't speak, but he continued, "Because business competition should be placed on the table, not in private." Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

He stopped then.

I didn't understand.

But soon, I heard this man's even breathing.

He fell asleep.

That was great.

For the whole night, I hardly slept. In the dawn, it was dark outside, and I suddenly heard a ringtone...

"I can stand behind you and chase you like a shadow following light in sleep..."

Wasn't this... my previous ringtone?

But I had already replaced it long ago.

It didn't take long for me to realize that it wasn't my phone. It was Patrick's.

This man heard the ringing and quickly opened his eyes. He sat up and took out his mobile phone to answer the call with a serious look, "Hello."

He got up and walked out while on the phone.

Approaching the door, he said, "I know. I'll be there soon."

"Are you leaving?"

Looking at the completely dark sky outside, I was aware that it was 5:30 in the morning, and he had only slept for four hours.

Patrick stopped and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Do you have any spare toothbrush? Can I get one to use?"

"Yes, of course."

I rushed to the storage room and searched for a while in the cupboard, then I found the toothbrush

I bought many years ago and handed it to him.

He tore the package and went to brush his teeth in the bathroom.

I stood at the side and watched the man, only to find that even if he simply stayed a little longer to brush his teeth, I would feel happy.

I thought, "I'm really lowly."

Patrick brushed his teeth and turned to look at me. He asked, "Do you want to go to the company with me?"

"... Can I?"

When I heard the man say this, I was even very tempted!

I wanted to go.

I wanted to follow him, no matter what.

But soon, I knew that I couldn't do it. If I did this, I would hurt Shelton, so I immediately changed my mind. "No, I won't go."

Hearing this, the man looked a little sad. "Please, maybe next time, we won't be able to go there."

"But..."

"Let's go. Jeremy is waiting downstairs in the car."

"... Then let me wash up."

I actually couldn't refuse Patrick's request.

I washed up and followed him downstairs.

When we arrived at the underground garage, Jeremy saw us coming down together. He was not surprised at all and just said, "Hello, Miss Nolan."

"Hello."

When I was sitting in the car, I had already regretted it. How should I explain it to Shelton?

What was our relationship as I came along with Patrick to his company?

Because it was still early, we soon reached the Towering High Building.

I saw from outside that, although it was not working hours yet, the lights on several floors of the building were on, indicating that some had been working overtime.

The car entered the underground garage.

Patrick took me to his office first. I sat in his office and watched him deal with his affairs.

When Jeremy reported to Patrick, he did not care about me at all.

According to Jeremy's words, there was indeed someone who did wrong on purpose. And then, there was great conflict among the shareholders on whether they would continue to invest money in this project.

After all, it was a large amount of money, and the project would last a long time.

Rather than doing this, it would be better to invest in some other projects that would benefit them quickly.

While Patrick was working, it gradually became bright outside.

The first ray of the morning sun shone into the office, covering the black carpet in the entire office with a layer of gold.

"Is it beautiful?"

When I focused on watching the sunrise, I didn't know how long Patrick had been standing beside me. He gently put one hand on my shoulder.

It was warm.

My face blushed slightly and I nodded.

Although the Towering High Group was built in the center of the city, the lighting was very good because there was a small square in front of it.

"It's even better to see the sunrise on the floor next to the top one," the man said, reaching out to hold my hand.

I wanted to withdraw my hand, but the man's grip was so tight that he didn't give me the chance to do it at all.

"I can walk by myself."

I started to get nervous.

"What if someone outside sees us?"

Patrick understood what I was thinking. "Don't be afraid. No one will see us."

As the man spoke, he dragged me to the elevator and we arrived at the floor next to the top one.

Originally, I didn't think that from the second-highest floor the sunrise would be more beautiful than from the top floor.

But when I walked out of the elevator, I was shocked.

The entire floor was a large platform, and the rest were only a few dividing glass doors and glass walls.

There weren't any office supplies on this floor at all.

"This..."

When I was confused, a conversation of a long, long time ago came into my mind.

At that time, Patrick said that he would vacate the floor next to the top and make it a studio for me.

At first, I thought it was just a casual joke, but he... really did it.

Tears immediately ran down from my eyes.

Patrick saw that I was crying, so he held me in his arms and kissed away my tears little by little. Then his thin lips moved from my cheek to my lips and tasted them bit by bit.