Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 39

The next day, I woke up amid the aroma of the porridge.

Actually, I hadn't eaten anything for almost 24 hours. And I felt that my throat was dry and thirsty.

I looked at the surrounding layout, which indicated clearly that I was in a single man's house.

I already guessed where I was.

I wanted to get up. But I felt dizzy as soon as I got up!

So I fell back onto the bed again.

Right at this moment, the door of my room opened. And Seth stood at the door, holding a small plate with a bowl of porridge and a plate of side dishes on it.

Seeing me get up, he immediately put the things in his hand on the bedside table and held me, "You are suffering from a serious fever. Where are you going?"

Then he pressed me on the bed and handed me the porridge.

I wanted to take it over. But he stopped me, "The porridge is hot. I'll help you take it."

I was a little embarrassed, intending to finish the porridge quickly.

But the porridge was hot. I kept blowing it for a long time before I managed to take a sip of it.

Seeing me taking a sip of the porridge, Seth had a tense look in his eyes, "How's it? How's the taste?"

"Well, it tastes good."

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With red dates in the porridge, there was a hint of sweetness in it.

My praise made Seth let out a sigh of relief. He said, "That's good. I used to cook by myself. This is the first time I've cooked for others. Originally, I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

I felt very guilty to accept Seth's kindness to me.

After all, he almost lost a great order because of me yesterday.

As I lowered my head and ate the porridge, wondering what to say, I heard Seth say, "We have quitted that project. So you don't have to worry about it. You can go back to your work with ease."

His words startled me. "What do you mean?"

"I mean literally."

Seeing me put down the spoon without making any move, Seth wanted to feed me personally.

I quickly shrank back and asked, "If you proposed to withdraw from the project, then for the penalty fees..."

Seth said calmly, "This is my company's business. You don't have to worry about it."

But I knew that he must have paid the penalty fees.

He surely would have to pay startlingly high penalty fees for such a big project.

I knew that Seth was not a rich second generation and he had worked so hard to earn everything he had now!

"No." I felt very guilty, "I'll go and find Patrick Cowell so that you can continue to cooperate. You don't need to lose such a big project for my sake. It's not worth it to lose so much money."

As I said that, I wanted to reach for my cell phone and call Patrick.

Seth reached out with one hand of his and took away the cell phone in my hand as he said, "It's worth it. As long as I can keep you by my side, everything I do is worth it."

His tone sounded positive.

I looked at him. And the firmness in his eyes made my heart warmer than the porridge did.

That day, Seth stayed to take care of me.

But his cell phone had been ringing all the time. Text messages and phone calls came one after another.

But Seth picked up almost every call while dodging me.

It made me secretly worried, wondering if breaching the contract this time would cause a lot of trouble to Seth.

That night, Seth asked me to stay for another night.

The next day, I was cured and went to the company with Seth.

As soon as I followed him into the lobby, the receptionist ran over, "Mr. Hyde, Mr. Cowell arrived early in the morning..."

I turned my head and happened to see Patrick in a dark suit through the glass wall of the reception room. He was getting up from the couch and walking straight out of the reception room.

When he saw that I was standing side by side with Seth, his black eyes were full of contempt. He slightly opened his thin lips and said, "Charlotte Archer, although you had been reeducated in the prison for a year and a half, you haven't got rid of your bad habit of being cheap for the sake of money."