NovelEnglishPatricia came out of Arnold Corporation, took a taxi to the hospital, bought Poppy’s favorite dessert,
and bought a set of cosmetics for Darcie.
When she entered the ward, Poppy had taken an injection and was already asleep.
Darcie was lying beside the bed and sleeping, so Patricia took a blanket and covered her. Since the
woman was a light sleeper, she opened her eyes as soon as she felt the warmth on her body.
She had gotten used to sleeping lightly for the past two years. She was afraid that something would
happen to her child, so she would wake up with any little movement.
She raised her hand and rubbed her face. “Tricia, are you here?”
Patricia carefully covered her with the blanket. “You should sleep a little longer.”
Darcie shook her head, and when she saw the cosmetics and desserts on the table, there was a hint of
darkness in her eyes.
“Patricia, did you buy me cosmetics? I don’t have the mood at all right now.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOther than her job at night requiring her to wear heavy makeup, she was not even in the mood to wash
her face during the day, let alone engage in skin care.
Patricia touched her face. “No matter what, a woman can’t give up her looks. You’re not showing your
beauty to others, but to show it to yourself.”
This was what she was like. No matter how hard the day was, she insisted on skin care, got up early in
the morning to jog, and practiced yoga. She just wanted to maintain herself in the most beautiful state,
and when she saw her beautiful self, her mood would also improve.
Darcie nodded. “Yes, we can’t give up on ourselves.”
At that moment, the nurse entered. All of them called her Ms. Leighton, and she helped Darcie to take
care of Poppy. Since she took pity on Darcie, she took care of the little girl wholeheartedly.
“Darcie, aren’t you busy today? Go and do your thing!”
The two called, “Ms. Leighton.”
When Ms. Leighton saw Patricia, she nodded slightly before busying herself. She took out the clean
clothes that she had brought from the house and put them in the cabinet.
Darcie took out a comb and combed her hair, then went to the bathroom to wash her face.
“Tricia, aren’t you going to work? Let’s go downstairs together.”
Patricia put on her bag and said goodbye to Ms. Leighton, and the two walked toward the elevator
while holding hands.
There were not many people in the hospital at this point, so there were only the two of them in the
elevator.
“I don’t have to go back to the company today. Where are you going? I’ll accompany you.”
Darcie glanced at her. “Didn’t you say that you are going to do everything for Arnold Corporation
because they’re paying you a high salary? How can you skip work?”
Patricia had told her before that having this job would make life much easier for her, so she could afford
to buy cosmetics for Darcie.
However, when she thought of Adeline, she became angry.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Isaac’s grandfather wants him to marry Adeline, and she came to the company today. I fought with her,
so I couldn’t bear to stay in the office and had to come out.”
Although it was a bit cowardly of her since Adeline should be the one who needed to leave, she was
the future president’s wife. Hence, Patricia could only compromise.
“In that case, does Isaac want you to be his mistress?”
Since Isaac had her become his secretary, everyone could see this was what Isaac meant. Of course,
there was the high salary too.
Patricia’s face changed immediately. “No, I won’t be a mistress!”
What she hated the most in her life was being a mistress. If it weren’t for Gwen, she would not have
lost her mother since she was a child, and she would not have to suffer right now.
Darcie smiled and squeezed her. “I know you don’t want to, but I think Isaac likes you. You have to
believe me.”
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