Chapter 65 You Will Die Alone

"I'll tell her." I found what he had said ridiculous. And the most ridiculous thing was that I had been trying my luck with Patrick, thinking that he would get angry because of me. I thought he would care about me a little bit. I looked at him and said very seriously, "Mr. Cowell, the identity of Mrs. Cowell makes me lose everything. I have nothing to lose. So, can you please let me go? I beg you." Standing a meter away from me, Patrick looked at me as he knitted his eyebrows deeply. He didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he said, "I'm tired. Let's talk about these things later." After that, he did not leave. Instead, he took out his computer from the suitcase and began to work in the living room. And I hid in the master bedroom and looked out of the window. Thinking back, I had been Mrs. Cowell for so long. But it seemed that I hadn't enjoyed a happy day ever. That night, I received a phone call