Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 158

As soon as the male colleague finished his words, the ones next to him echoed him and started to jeer.

"That's right. Nancy looks quite conservative at ordinary times. I didn't expect her body figure to be so good."

"Yeah. Her boobs look quite large-sized. And she has a good ass."

"Why didn't she come to find me? I'll satisfy her when if she comes to me."

Two men were saying vulgar words.

I, who couldn't stand their words anymore, got up and walked to the table where they were sitting, saying, "Someone surely set her up with this matter. There must be a monitor in this resort. When we find out who it is, that one can only wait to go to jail!"

After that, I glanced at them and saw that they all had a gloomy expression on their faces.

I couldn't figure out who had done it for a moment.

But I suspected Mabel.

Back then, when the name list of the second

round of the design competition was announced, she and Nancy were the most favored ones by everyone.

This time, Nancy quit the game. As long as Mabel didn't make any mistakes, she basically could hold the championship firmly in her hands.

Naturally, the bonus would be in her hands as well.

I wasn't in the mood for lunch either.

So I casually took a few mouthfuls of food and went back to the room.

I turned on the computer and sorted all the things that Nancy had instructed me last night into documents.

Then I began to think about my own work again.

Yesterday, Nancy had told me that the main purpose of the task this time was not to show off the design skills but to design a practical work.

Last but not least, the design work should be practical.

It should have something new about it.

That was the most important thing.

But at the same time, it was also the most difficult thing about this task.

I thought about it over and over again, wondering whether I should refer to my work of the second round and design a family room.

I carried out my thought right away.

I started to draw a draft. And I had been busy until 2 o'clock in the evening.

It wasn't until I lay on the bed and intended to fall asleep that I remembered that I was so busy that I hadn't gone to the bathroom.

I didn't bother to turn on the light. Then I went to the bathroom in the darkness. Because I walked too fast. My legs hit against the corner of the table. And I took a deep breath in pain.

I turned on the lights.

Somewhere on my fair thigh became bruised.

I frowned and looked at the bruise. And an innovative idea about my design flashed through my mind right away.

That was, I could make a room for the disabled!

I didn't go on sleeping. Instead, I turned on the light and began to draw the draft again. At that moment, I couldn't be more inspired. It took me more than four hours to finish drawing the draft.

By the time, it had almost been dawn.

I, who didn't have the energy to eat breakfast anymore, directly went to bed.

By the time I woke up again, it had been in the afternoon.

I washed up. When it was dinner time, I went to the dining hall and left after dinner.

I didn't meet Mabel and others.

There was only one week to go before the deadline of the draft was hit.

I went back to my room and went on working on my design. It probably was because of the quiet night that I was very focused at night.

By the time I looked up again, it had been three or four o'clock in the morning.

I always went to bed at this time for several days in a row.

On the night when there were three days away from the deadline of the draft, I worked on the design until early in the morning as usual.

When I was concentrated on making a 3D model in front of the computer, I suddenly felt that I was shrouded by a black shadow.

Before I realized it, the next second, someone picked me up and threw me on the bed!

I looked over...

"What are you doing?"

It was Patrick.

Patrick was dressed in pajamas. And his hair was softly attached to his face. He stood in front of the bed and looked down at me as his face was full of anger, "Go to sleep."

"I'm going to sleep in a minute."

At this time, the half-made model was all over my mind.

I was thinking about what should I do in this step and what to do next.

As I said that, I wanted to get out of bed and go to the computer.

Patrick stood in front of my computer, holding a USB stick in his hand and saying, "As for this thing, as long as I insert it into your computer, your computer will be automatically initialized in a second. And everything inside will be deleted."

It would be a nightmare!

It surely would be a nightmare for a designer like me!NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

"Don't! Don't insert it!"

Sweat trickled down my forehead.

Looking at Patrick's hand holding the USB stick, I was afraid that Patrick would be impulsive.

"Then go to bed. You have to go to bed before 24 p.m. in the future." Patrick looked at me. And his expression was cold when he spoke.

"But..."

"What?"

I wanted to resist. And Patrick moved the hand with the USB stick.

I was so scared that I lay down on the bed, tilted my head, and looked around.

Only then did I realize that Patrick hadn't come in from the door but from the fence in the yard.

"I'm going to sleep! I'm going to sleep! Don't be impulsive!"

As I said, I quickly lay down on the bed. I was thinking to myself, "I'll pretend to be asleep first. When Patrick is gone, I'll get up."

Then, I would turn off the light and work on the design quietly. In that case, he shouldn't be able to discover what I was doing.

Sure enough, when Patrick saw me lying down, he nodded with satisfaction, turned off the light for me, and left.

I, who was relieved, listened quietly to the movement at the door. After confirming that Patrick had left, I climbed up quietly.

I tiptoed and turned on the computer that had been in a dormant mode.

When I clicked opened the software, planning to go back to my work...

"Crack."

The door opened.

I saw Patrick standing at the door with a small bag in his hand.

He and I looked into each other's eyes. Thinking of the U-disk, I instantly panicked. "I'm sorry! I, I'm here to turn off my computer!"

As I spoke, I saved the progress of my draft and turned off the computer.

I lay back on the bed at a lightning speed.

I closed my eyes.

In less than half a second, I heard Patrick's faint voice ringing next to me, "To prevent you from getting up in the middle of the night and getting back to your work, from today, I will live with you."

"What? No!"

I was stunned.

I sat up and protested immediately!

"Why?"

Patrick put the bag at the door and walked into the room.

I watched him walk to the bedside step by step. And I was in a panic in my heart. But I made up my mind and said, "I was sick a few days ago. And then I didn't have any inspiration. Now I just have inspiration. Seeing that the deadline is coming, I have to work on the design in the evening!"

"Is the time up?" Patrick came over and sat beside my bed. Suddenly, he pressed down on me.

Only dim moonlight was illuminating the room.

Patrick's eyes were as bright as ice. He looked at me and asked, "Tell me, how long do you want to delay the final? I can get it done for you."

At this moment, the distance between my face and Patrick's was just a few centimeters.

My heart was pounding wildly.

I turned my face aside and said, "No need. I will work on the design during the day."

"Okay."

As Patrick spoke, he lowered his head and began to kiss my earlobe.

All of a sudden, my body tensed up. And I felt that something was bulging and pressing against my abdomen.

Of course, I knew what the thing pressing against my abdomen was.

"No. Don't..." I pushed him.

Patrick stopped and put one hand around my waist, "I wasn't aroused when a naked woman was standing in front of me. And I, who just pressed against you, got aroused. Don't you need to reward me for this?"

"Why should I reward you?" I was angry, "Go and ask your fiancee to help you."

The shallow ring mark on his middle finger was like a thorn in my heart. And I couldn't get rid of it.

Patrick picked up my hand, held it in his hand, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Only you can arouse me. If you don't want me to go inside your body, you can use your hand to help me..."

With this, Patrick covered my hand with his hand and moved up and down at a certain rhythm.

He was hot and dry all over his body, making me have an indescribable feeling...