Substitute Her to Love You novel Chapter 190

"Pa..."

"Why?" As I was about to speak, Patrick walked over and grabbed hold of my shoulders with both hands!

He pushed me to the wall in a few moves. And his face was full of irrepressible anger. He asked, "Why did you spit the pills?"

"I...I'm not sick. The woman in the video is indeed not me!"

I nervously explained to Patrick.

"Not you? Tell me, how can you prove that the woman in the video isn't you?" Patrick, who had an angry expression on his face, was in despair now. He asked me, "You know that men all have possessiveness. But I have been trying my best to convince myself that I shouldn't even care about that thing. You only have to take anti-exposure drugs. Why is it so difficult for you?"

Patrick, who spoke in a low tone at the beginning, roared in anger in the end!

He grabbed my shoulders so hard.

I stared at him dully and opened my mouth. For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

Yes, men all had possessive desires.

But Patrick still accepted me. He surely had made a great compromise.

Patrick stared at me, "Do you know? I've been telling myself that as long as we take the drugs together, we can start over again. But what about you? What did you do?"

"I... Indeed..."

"It's enough!"

Patrick let go of my shoulder with one hand, took out the cell phone from his pocket, and dialed a number. Then he said to the one over the phone, "You guys come up."

"What are you doing?"

When he said that, I suddenly realized that I was in danger.

But it was too late. Patrick pulled me and took me to a multi- media room with no windows. He said to several servants, "Go buy one and put it here!"

"What are you doing?"

I tried my best to struggle. But Patrick ignored me.

He dragged me into the room and forced me to the corner. Then he stared at me coldly with his black eyes, "I trusted you so much. But you lied to me. Then in the remaining twelve days, I will watch you take the drugs."

"But before, I had..."

"Shut up!"

Patrick looked at me as his eyes seemed to be bleeding. I shivered all over my body and curled up in the corner of the wall as I looked at him.

He didn't say a word.

Soon, four bodyguards came up.

Patrick said a few words to them.

At noon, someone from a furniture company sent a bed over.

My nightmare began that day.

That night, it was my first time taking antiexposure drugs. Patrick came in with a glass of water in one hand and three pills in the other.

Sitting at the bedside and looking at me on the bed, he put the three pills in my palm and said, "Good girl, take them."

"No..."

"Then I'll feed you."

Patrick placed the cup aside as he spoke. Then he pinched my face with one hand and stuffed one of the three pills into my mouth with the other!

"It hurts!"

"I feel heart-wrenching pain!"

There was still a wound on my face. As he treated me so, he directly touched my wound. And my tears fell uncontrollably due to the pain!

But he didn't stop. Instead, he put the glass in front of me and said with an indifferent look in his eyes, "Drink it. Swallow them. If you dare to spit them out..."

"I'll take them!"

I was so scared. I was indeed so scared.

I didn't want to suffer that kind of pain I had felt just now again.

At this moment, Patrick was like a horrible wolf. I felt like I would be swallowed alive by him in the next second.

I took the water over and drank it obediently.

But Patrick, who wasn't at ease, said, "Open your mouth."

I did as he said.

"Show me your tongue."