Chapter 175
Chapter 175
When I saw Jeremy, I suddenly realized that it would be best if I could get information from him.
I went over and greeted him. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.
Then I asked him about Mabel.
Jeremy hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Mabel violated the rule that nobody should use personal cell phones in the resort."
I asked again, "Using her personal cell phone? Who did she get in touch with?"
But this time, Jeremy stopped talking.
He shook his head and waved his hands at me, "I can't tell you anything about this."
"Why?"
I chased after Jeremy, only to see him looked embarrassed as he said, "Miss Archer, you have helped me before. And I am very grateful for that, which is the reason why I revealed Mabel's matter to you. As for other things, I indeed can't tell you anything more."
I see.'
Hearing his words, I knew what was going on.
"Who else could it be?"
I knew what had happened without any further guessing needed. So I thanked Jeremy and went home alone.
Sitting in the small house and looking up at the hydrogen balloon floating above my head, I seemed to be in a better mood.
"It seems that I can finally try to get Patrick out of my mind."
"It is indeed a good thing."
To stop myself from thinking randomly, I turned on the TV and took out my cell phone to browse the news on the Internet.
My laptop had been taken away by Caroline. I couldn't work at home.
After I took out my cell phone and browsed the newsfeed on Facebook, I saw a report titled "The CEO of Towering High Announced to Cancel His Marriage Engagement."
This title immediately caught my eyes.
I clicked open the report and quickly browsed the content, feeling extremely complicated in my heart.
The news clearly stated that Patrick had made a unilateral announcement of canceling the marriage engagement between him and Caroline. When the reporters asked Patrick about the reason, he personally said that he had carried on too many things before and ignored someone he should have cared about.
Seeing this, I was a little nervous.
"Is he talking about me?"
However, the latter half of the news stated that based on the reporters' speculation, this matter had something to do with the crisis of Archer's Group. And it was because of this marriage engagement
that Archer's Group, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, managed to stabilize the situation.
Now that Patrick announced to break off the engagement, which would no doubt deal a heavy blow to the collapsing Archer's Group.
I searched for other keywords related to this matter online.
Some people specifically speculated on the reason why Patrick had canceled his engagement with Caroline.
And someone revealed that Archer's Group had held a temporary board meeting this afternoon.
Everyone in the outside world speculated that they should gather to discuss the bankruptcy
this time.
In fact, Rosy was the only one connecting Archer's Group and me together. Now that Rosy had passed away. As for whether Archer's Group would go bankrupt or not, it had nothing to do with me.
I turned off my cell phone and went to bed after taking a shower.
To be continued...
The next day, at the time of getting off work, I packed up my things and went out. Then I saw my colleagues looking at me with a strange look in their eyes.
When I walked out, I saw Patrick standing at the door.
He was wearing a formal gem-blue suit.
He stood there with a bunch of Hydrangea in his hands.
Standing where I was, I realized right away that he was waiting for me!
My first reaction wasn't to walk up and meet him head-on but to retreat.
No, instead of retreating, I turned my head and ran away!
When I was running, I heard the sounds of Patrick chasing after me. The next second, I felt someone hugging me from behind. Then Patrick's slightly hoarse voice came from the top of my head, "I broke off everything I should have broken off. Shouldn't you give me a chance?"
His strength was so great that he confined me in his arms. I tilted my head slightly and sneered, "Even though you broke up with her, will it have anything to do with me?"
"It doesn't matter if you won't forgive me. I can chase after you."
Patrick's voice sounded a little devilish.
A few words of his made my heart beat faster.
However, After being deceived by him over and over again, I was no longer naive. I gently broke free from his arms, turned around, and looked at him with a faint smile, asking, "Mr. Cowell, tell me the real reason why Mabel was fired. What kind of rules did she violate?"
As I expected, Patrick's face changed when he heard what I had said.
He looked at me and frowned slightly. The faint black gloominess between his eyebrows indicated that I had guessed something right.
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Let me guess." I looked at him and said, "Did she hide a cell phone and contact Caroline? Caroline's purpose was to harm me. To get one million dollars, Mabel requested to get rid of Nancy first."
By the time I finished speaking, Patrick's expression had been gloomy.
I smiled bitterly, "Am I right? Mr. Cowell, although you said that you had broken up with Caroline on the surface, in fact, you are still having an ambiguous relationship with her behind my back."
I broke free from his embrace and walked out.
Like before, Patrick caught up with me from behind, trying to grab my wrist.
This time, as soon as he touched my hand, I quickly shook his hand away. Just as I was about to speak, I saw people standing around me, many of whom were employees of our company.
Patrick was the Boss of Towering High. If I treated him so badly here today, I surely would be on the news tomorrow. Moreover, I would be scolded by his fangirls.
After a moment of silence, I said, "Get in the car."
Patrick seemed to know what I was thinking. So he didn't say much as he walked to the car ahead with me.
When I got to the side of the car, I saw the Hydrangea which had been thrown away by him just now. And I found it a little pitiful. Then I squatted down and wanted to pick them up, only to be stopped by Patrick, "If you like it, I will buy a new bunch for you."
"It has nothing to do with whether I like it or not," I said as I picked up the flowers, "The flowers only bloom for one season. They look so beautiful. If I don't cherish them, I'll miss them forever. Even if you buy a new bunch for me, it won't be the same."
At this time, I seemed to understand what Ryan had said, that was, "Cherish her when she is by your side."
Patrick squatted down and picked up flowers with me together.
He even picked up the leaves. After repeatedly confirming that there weren't any petals on the ground, he got up and opened the door to the passenger's seat for me.
I glanced at him with a complicated look in my eyes.
Then I got in the car.
Patrick sat in the driver's seat and asked me, "What would you like to eat for dinner?"
"I am fine with anything. Mr. Cowell, it is at your disposal."
I just wanted to make my position clear as soon as possible and ended the relationship between Patrick and me.
Patrick looked at me, "What do you want to eat?"
I lowered my eyes and teased, "Mr. Cowell, as for what I want to eat, you probably won't like it."
Originally, I said so casually. Patrick looked at me and said seriously, "I'm also an ordinary person. How come I would dislike the food you liked? Tell me, whatever it is, I'll eat it with you."
I looked at Patrick. Probably out of revenge, I looked at him, pointed at a location on my cell phone, and said, "Well, let's go here."
The location I pointed out my cell phone was a small restaurant near the orphanage.
In fact, I didn't even know if it was still there now.
When I and other children growing up in the orphanage were young, we didn't have any allowance. So we had been eating in the canteen.
Later, an elder sister earned a scholarship at high school and treated us to dinner in this small restaurant.
It was the first time that I, who had been eating in the canteen, enjoyed food outside.
And I felt that the food in the restaurant was the best one in the world!
After I went to college, I went there a few times.
Patrick drove to an intersection, only to find that he couldn't get in.
So we walked inside together from outside.
After several turns, we finally arrived at the restaurant. To my surprise, the restaurant was still open.
The boss was still there as we walked in.
He saw me and greeted me with a smile. "Oh, isn't it Charlotte? I haven't seen you for many years."