Substitute Her to Love You novel Chapter 82

I threw away the things in my hand and went to the door of the orphanage. Then I took out my cell phone which had just been fixed. After hesitating for a while, I dialed Patrick's number.

After the phone was connected, I said briefly, "I'll withdraw my complaint."

The one over the phone was silent at first. After a while, I heard Patrick's voice. And he said, "Okay."

"However, I have two conditions."

"Say it."

"First of all, you can't do anything to the orphanage and Glorious Seth Design."

"Okay."

"Secondly, divorce me."

I had already figured it out. However much I loved Patrick, Patrick would only have Caroline on his mind.

In that case, I shouldn't hold onto those unrealistic illusions anymore.

Patrick had never fallen in love with me. From the beginning to the end, he was always in love with Caroline Archer.

After I saw through the reality, I was no longer in a dilemna.

Originally, I thought Patrick would agree with my request without hesitation. But the one over the phone was silent instead.

After a long time, Patrick said, "I won't agree with the second one."

I was a little surprised. Then I calmed down and said, "There are two conditions. Both of them are indispensable. At present, Mr. Cowell, you'd better consider whether to save your lover or to continue to revenge and torture me."

"At this moment, do you still think that I'm torturing you?"

Over the phone, Patrick's voice was a little hoarse.

I was absent-minded for a moment.

"Yes. If this matter hadn't happened, never had he tortured me at all."

"He is doting on me from the bottom of his heart."

But at this time, I was no longer confused. Then I lowered my eyes and responded, "You don't love me. But you treat me well and then threaten me when the one you love is in trouble. You made me fall into the dream you built up and then tear it up personally. What you did is torturing me."

When I spoke, my heart hurt.

I'd rather not wake up from this dream.

But the reality was so harsh.

As I thought he was going to say something, the phone was hung up.

Before I left, the old dean came over and said that there was a change in the schedule and they probably didn't need to move, asking us to wait for a while.

The cheerful laughter of the child rang out behind me. I turned my head and looked at them, who were happy. Then all of a sudden, I was somewhat absent-minded.

By the time I arrived home that night, Patrick had been waiting for me at home.

Staring at him, I said unhappily, "Mr. Cowell, it is probably inappropriate for you to casually enter my house."

Patrick got up and hugged me as he said in a gentle voice, "Don't divorce me. I don't want to divorce you."

His tone was so soft.

His arm that was holding me was so strong. But it seemed that he was afraid of hurting me. So he dared not exert too much strength.

My heart tightened. And I struggled.

Patrick held me tightly with his hands. I, who couldn't get rid of him, could only stand straight and said, "Mr. Cowell, don't put yourself in a difficult situation. Don't you think it's against your will to speak in such a tone with someone you don't like in your arms?"

"Charlotte..."

"Mr. Cowell, please call me Charlotte Archer. You are calling me so kindly. I will be overwhelmed by you."

I sapoke coldly so that I wouldn't look so miserable in front of him.

Patrick lowered his head and looked at me, "Charlotte, I am talking to you seriously. As long as you let her go this time, from now on, you'll be the only one in my world. This is the last time I will have such a request for you."

"Your offer is so tempting."

I opened my mouth, intending to say yes to him. But I was so sobered now.

I curled up the corner of my lips and sneered, "Mr. Cowell, I think your dedication is so touching. Unfortunately, I have already woken up. It is you who slapped me and woke me up. My heart is in pain now. However tempting your offer is now, I simply won't fall for it anymore."

"Charlotte." "Mr. Cowell, you have long known that Caroline will take revenge on me. You know that she will make mistakes over and over again. You are afraid that you won't be able to help her if she makes overwhelmingly serious mistakes. So you can stay with me and treat me well. You have been looking forward to a moment like this today, right? You are taking advantage of my feelings for you and convincing me to give up playing against Caroline."

My expression was calm, indicating that I had figured out everything.

"Charlotte Archer, why are you so stubborn?"