Chapter 404
They were Patrick and Kelsi.
The car passed by them quickly. I turned around desperately. But I didn''t have time to see Patrick''s
expression clearly.
Why did it turn out like this?
At that moment, my mind went nk. And everything between Shelton and me emerged again.
"Could it be that Patrick is lying to me as well?"
The saddest thing was that even though I had seen everything with my eyes, I still believed Patrick
in my heart.
Maybe I saw it wrong. And the man just assembled Patrick.
Or perhaps, they...they were just talking...
It was so ridiculous. I had thought about breaking up with Patrick before. But when I saw such a
scene now, I felt extremely sad.
I didn''t notice when Nancy''s car arrived at the restaurant. It wasn''t until she opened the car door for
me and I looked up that I found that we had arrived.
On the side, Paulina ttered me, "Boss, please
get off the car."
I was stunned for a moment beforeing to my senses. Then I forced a smile, curled up the
corner of my mouth, and put away all the emotions in my heart. After that, I got out of the car.
At this time, Nancy stood aside and looked at me. Frowning, she said, "What''s wrong? Are you not
feeling well?"
"No." I shook my head.
Paulina had been quite careless. However, hearing Nancy''s words, she immediately asked, "Could
it be that the food is too expensive here? Jta, you feel sorry for your wallet, right?"
Nancy said with a smile, "How can it be? Towering High gets Jta''s back. Even if she acquires
this restaurant, she won''t feel sorry for her wallet."
At this moment, I found Nancy''s words overwhelmingly sarcastic.
I forced a smile and said nothing.
It didn''t take us a long time to finish the meal.
During this period, I didn''t speak much. At first, Paulina tried to liven the atmosphere. Later, seeing
that I didn''t answer her, she concentrated on eating.
After the meal, Nancy sent me home.
I went upstairs directly, turned on myptop, and began to browse the social websites.
At this time, the public changed their opinions. And this matter was even listed in the most searched
hashtags. In just a few hours, it had already climbed to the top ten ranks. Unexpectedly, the title of
the most searched hashtags read, "Please apologize to Jta Nn."
I clicked on the most searched hashtags and found a post from my ssmates at college.
And the post read, "When Charlotte Archer, that is, Jta Nn, was ndered online a few days
ago. I spoke up for her, only to be scolded badly. But now, I can finally speak up for her above-
board!"
Original from N?velDrama.Org.
Then, the poster listed out what I had done at college one by one.
And the dirty deeds Caroline had done at college were mentioned in the post as well.
In fact, I knew that this ssmate of mine was not necessarily all with good intentions. After all,
there was a bright red V badge next to her profile.
Anyway, it was a good thing. If they could get more traffic by praising me, they could praise me
more.
Besides this ssmate of mine, many paid posters all changed their wordings and began to speak
up for me to gain the public''s attention.
Many of them mentioned the rtionship between Rosy and me.
After reading the rtive posts, I didn''t know what to say for a moment.
Nobody would have thought that even though Rosy had passed away for many years, she was still
the one who helped me.
I went out of the study and went into the master bedroom. Standing in front of Rosy''s portrait and
looking at her kind smile, I stood there and said with tears all over my eyes, "Grandma, thank you."
Perhaps, in the final analysis, Rosy was the only one in the world who loved me the most.
I went into the bathroom and took a shower. After I came out, I received a text from Nancy, saying
that someone had deposited 50 thousand dors into the studio''s bank ount. Although the
sender was anonymous, he left a note, which read, "Compensation for the damage done to your
studio."
That was great. Everything was developing in a good way.
I dried my hair, sat on the bed, and read thements on my cell phone for a while. Feeling a little
sleepy, I fell asleep.
By the time I woke up again, it had been dark
outside.
I got up and went downstairs. The lights downstairs were not turned on. I stood at the stairway
entrance, looking around while going downstairs. Failing to stand still, I rolled down the stairs!
"It hurts..."
Iy on the ground, rubbing my back.
"It hurts so much."
I couldn''t even get up.
Lying there, I rested for quite a while before sitting up.
Looking at the dim living room around me, I saw a faint light shining through the window of the living
room. Searching the living room carefully, I was sure that Patrick hadn''te back.
"Yeah, he didn''te back. Otherwise, seeing that I fell down, he surely woulde to me."
I thought of the kiss at noon.
I, who had been pretending to be strong, could no longer disguise myself.
I stood where I was and kept telling myself, "Aren''t you going to be independent of him? Aren''t you
going to stop thinking about him?"
After all, everything would only get worse and worse if we were together. It would be better if we
weren''t together.
In that case, the ones I loved wouldn''t get hurt.
How nice it would be!
I kept telling myself like this.
Yeah. Since I decided to break up with him, I would have to make things clear to him face to face,
right?
I was deceiving myself in my mind.
Rubbing my waist, I took out my cell mobile phone from my pocket. Looking at the empty cell phone
with no missed calls or iing texts, I felt lost.
I then dialed Patrick''s number.
"Beep... beep..." The voice rang over the line.
Holding the cell phone in my hands, I waited quietly. After about 30 seconds, the phone was finally
connected.
"Hey! Hey!"
I spoke first.
After a moment of silence, I heard Patrick''s voice. "Jta Nn, it happens that I have something
to tell you."
"Jta Nn?"
"It seems that it has been a long time since Patrick called me so alienatedly."
Hearing how he addressed me, I was in a mess in my heart. Standing there for a long time, I
wanted to say something several times, only to hold myself back in the end.
In the end, I said simply, "Say it."
After that, I felt that my heart seemed to be in midair and that it beat slowly.
I was waiting for his answer.
But suddenly, I was afraid again. So I changed my wordings and said, "Well, how about..."
Before I could suggest that we should talk face to face, I heard Patrick say, "I have something to do
recently. We shouldn''t meet for the time being."
Hearing his words, I, who was originally hopeful, became disappointed in an instant.
"Okay, I see."
I didn''t know what I was thinking about at that time. Standing there straight, I replied briefly and
hung up the phone.
I stood in the empty and quiet living room on a dead night.
For a moment, I didn''t feel much. Neither did I feel any pain or sadness.
Assuming that this matter was the same as a trivial matter in daily life, I felt nothing at all.
It was just that I forgot to blink my eyes. And my eyes were so dry and bitter.
I didn''t know what I was going to do the next second.
My brain went nk. And everything stopped. I even forgot to think with my brain.
Was it probably a self- defense system of my brain?
I just stood there. It was unknown how long I had been standing there. In the end, I came to my
senses little by little.
I clearly remembered what had happened just now and muttered to myself, "Well, it''s good. In the
future, I can concentrate on making a design. And I will never get involved in those irritating things
again."