Chapter 89


    Patrick''s words scared me!


    He said that he would like to lock me up.


    He would lock me up somewhere that nobody else could find.


    These words reminded me of the incident happening in prison and the kidnapping.


    I struggled desperately and shouted, "Help! Help! Help!"


    I looked at Shelton''s room. Although I knew that he was rarely at home, there was a glimmer of


    hope in my heart!


    However, after I shouted for a long time, nobdy opened the door at all.


    Patrick also realized that Shelton wasn''t at home.


    He seemed to figure out something and held me in his arms. Then he said, "Follow me. Stay with


    me. And don''t go anywhere."


    "No! You''re crazy!"


    "I didn''t. I can give you everything you want, such as clothes, houses, gems, and cosmetic


    products. Whatever you want, I''ll buy them for you. All you need to do is to stay by my side!" As


    Patrick spoke, he reached out and pressed the button of the elevator door behind him.


    I struggled.


    But his strength was too strong.


    As I saw the elevator going up one floor after another, I was terrified.


    I was worried that once the elevator stopped on this floor, Patrick would drag me directly to the


    underground garage.


    "Patrick Cowell, Patrick Cowell, calm down. Calm down! You love Caroline Archer. It has always


    been Caroline Archer rather than me whom you love!"


    I tried to wake him up by bringing up Caroline!


    Sure enough, after I said this name, Patrick behind me suddenly quieted down.


    He hugged me and buried his head on my shoulder. After a moment of silence, he said, "No, I don''t


    love her. I just owe her."


    "What did you say?" I was stunned, "What do you owe her?"


    At this time, I remembered what Caroline had once said.


    She had said that without her, Patrick couldn''t be who he was today.


    Before Patrick could say anything, the door of the elevator opened.


    Fortunately, someone was standing there.


    It was Shelton Cowell.


    "Help me!"


    When I saw him, I felt as if I had seen the savior. And I was so excited!


    Seeing this scene, Patrick seemed to understand something at once. Then he came over and


    pulled Patrick''s arm, saying, "Patrick, let go of her."


    "Get out of my way."


    Patrick pulled me and was about to pull me into the elevator.


    Shelton was about the same height as Patrick. But his physique was not as strong as Patrick''s.


    Even so, he blocked the door of the elevator directly as he said, "You''re drunk. Patrick, let go. Or I''ll


    call the police!"


    "Call the police?" Patrick looked up at Shelton in front of him and sneered, "Uncle, other people


    don''t know what kind of person you are. But I know who you are very well. You are living next door


    to her. I''ve always been wondering whether it''s a coincidence."


    "It is a coincidence. I lived here first."


    Shelton seemed to be saying so to exin it to me.


    "A coincidence? Let me tell you. If it were anyone else, I would believe that it was a coincidence.


    But it is you..." I heard Patrick behind me say, "Originally, I thought you were a dog brought back


    home by the Cowell Family. But I didn''t expect you to be an ungrateful wolf."


    When I heard Patrick''s words, I instantly became angry. Then I nced at him and said, "He is your


    uncle. How can you say that to him?"


    As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.


    Caroline Archer had once arrogantly said so to me as well.


    "Uncle?" Unexpectedly, Patrick let go of me when he heard my words. Then he held me with one


    hand and stood straight as he said to Shelto, "He is nothing but a b*stard delivered by a vain


    woman who framed my father. If my father hadn''t brought him back, he would have died long ago!"


    "Stop it!" I was so angry that I broke free of Patrick''s embrace. Standing beside Shelton, I said to


    Patrick, "No matter who delivered him, he doesn''t have any fault at all. Anyway, it is not like we can


    have a choice!"


    "Charlotte."


    It seemed that Patrick didn''t expect me to be so angry...


    However, I indeed got angry.


    "Don''t call me like that! You''re high and mighty. You''re of noble blood. Everyone else is an


    illegitimate child. And everyone else is begging for free food at your home!"


    The ones from the Archer Family used to judge me like this.


    "Forget it." Shelton, standing beside me,forted me instead, "Patrick is drunk. Don''t argue with


    him."


    "Oh. I don''t need you to speak up for me." Patrick nced at him and then looked at me, "I didn''t


    mean that. I''m not talking about you."


    "Yes. You weren''t referring to me. But in the bottom of your heart, don''t you think you are noble?


    Sorry, didn''t Caroline tell you that I am nothing but a wild dog raised by the Archer Family?"


    I stood there and stared coldly at Patrick.


    I even felt that I had gone blind when I fell in love with him back then.


    Patrick seemed to be at a loss as he said, "I''m sorry. I didn''t mean that at all. I''ve never judged you


    like this. If youe to my side, no one in the Archer Family will look down on you anymore."


    As he said, he reached out his hand, trying to hold me in his arms.


    I took a step back, leaned against the elevator door, and said to him, "I don''t need you. I''m a


    human. I can live with dignity on my own rather than beg it from someone else!"


    As I spoke, I was about to leave.


    Patrick grabbed hold of me. And I didn''t even look back, saying briefly, "Let go."


    "Charlotte Archer, I indeed didn''t mean that. Come to my side, I will treat you well. No one will look


    down upon you..."


    Wondering whether if it was my illusion, I felt that there was a pleading tone in Patrick''s voice.


    His voice even made me feel that he couldn''t be humbler.


    I wanted to turn back. But everything that had happened before was vivid in my mind.


    I didn''t want to be hurt by him again.


    I lowered my head and continued, "Let go of me, Mr. Cowell. I have already divorced you. We now


    have nothing to do with each other. And never will we be connected in our lives."


    "I won''t allow you to do that!"


    All of a sudden, Patrick was excited!


    He wanted toe over and hug me. But Shelton stood behind me directly.


    I heard him say, "Patrick, let go. Have you forgotten that you have said to your grandfather that you


    want to marry her sister?"


    "He is going to marry my sister."


    Shelton''s words seemed to have turned into an invisible hand, which pierced through my body and


    firmly pinched my heart.


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    My heart, which had been in a hopeless mess early, was in extreme pain at this moment.


    I bit my lips hard so that I wouldn''t burst out crying.


    I said in a t voice, "Oh, really? Congrattions!"


    "No, no! At that time, I said so under the pressure of the circumstance..."


    I heard that Patrick was exining hurriedly behind me.


    "Under the pressure of the circumstance? Mr. Cowell, you are the boss of Towering High, standing


    at the top of the pyramid. Our Archer Family is just an ordinary family running a group. I wonder


    how capable my sister is that she could pressure you to agree to marry her?" I paused and


    continued to say, "Mr. Cowell, if you want to possess both my sister and me, you have to make up a


    decent lie."


    After being exposed by me, Patrick seemed to be at a loss.


    Hearing my words, Patrick was silent.


    "I can refuse to marry her."


    "Mr. Cowell, you have to marry her. Otherwise, if I go to prison next time, I probably can''t walk out of


    there alive."


    My voice was cold and t.


    Hearing what I said, Patrick, who had been holding my hand tightly, finally let go of me.