Patrick looked straight at her, his cold voice trying to suppress his anger.
Patrick leaned against the back of his seat with his eyes half- closed.
His right hand slightly bent, tapping on the window as if he was bored.
"Not only did you lie to my cousin, but you also framed him...He would have never thought of that."
Carrie's face turned pale at the sound of his cold, low voice as if he had told some secret that she could
not bring up.
"No, no."
Her lips were white and trembling as she denied it.
"No, don't talk nonsense!"
Carrie became more and more agitated and uneasy.
Staying in the car with this man-made her chest tighten.
She shook the door in a panic and tried to escape.
But the door was locked.
Patrick seemed to hate it when people were restless in front of him.
He opened his eyes and looked straight into the rearview mirror.
"This hospital report shows that you are infertile.May I ask where your daughter comes from..."
He grabbed a stack of documents and threw them at her face, his eyes looking straight at her with
disgust and impatience.
"Your daughter is indeed a Hampton, but her DNA doesn't match yours..."
"Initially, you planned to get Cory involved in a lawsuit, and then ask your brother-in-law to save him
and make him grateful to you, so you could marry into a rich family, but Laurie insisted upon him
marrying someone else, so you went abroad and waited patiently, waiting for an opportunity to bring his
daughter back..."
"No! No-"
When Carrie heard him say these words, her heart clenched and she looked terrified.
"No..."
He couldn't have known.
She was momentarily distracted.
Even her sister Connie did not know this old case that happened a few years ago.
Why was he so clear about it...Did he...
Carrie raised her head in panic, and Patrick's long, dark eyes were reflected in the rearview mirror,
unfathomable and sinister.
Carrie's mind was in a mess, and her eyes were filled with fear and uneasiness.
The ringing of her cell phone in her pocket made her slowly recover from the confusion.
Carrie suddenly realized that she had been driven out of the car by Patrick.
She looked in the direction of the highway, her neck stiff.
The man had already driven away, but her heart was still beating wildly.
"Carrie, how are you? Are you okay...’
As soon as the call was connected, Connie asked anxiously, "Why did Patrick take you away all of a
sudden..."
Carrie held the phone and her lips trembled.
"He knows everything.’ She murmured in a low, hoarse voice.
"Sis, he knows everything.’ Carrie seemed frightened, raising her voice and shouting at the phone.
Her trembling voice was suppressing her panic.
"What?"
Connie on the other end of the line quickly stood up from her chair.
"Did Patrick really know that we did Christina's kidnapping? Did he really find out?"
"If you dare to touch her again, I will send you to prison to enjoy..."
Patrick's cold and clear voice echoed in Carrie's ear, which made her shiver.
"That's impossible.If he does find out, then...’’ Connie's voice indicated her mixed feelings.
She was somehow a little relieved.
If he really found out, with his power, how could they be safe and sound all this time...
"Sis, he really knows...’’ Carrie shouted excitedly, so afraid that her voice was shaky, which broke
Connie's fantasy.
Connie, who was on the other end of the line, turned pale and gripped the phone tightly.
"Then what does he want?"
[ What exactly do you want to do? ] Carrie asked him the same question.
[ ...I won't keep anything of no value.]
He told her word by word.
Carrie looked at the desolate hillside in a daze, and her heart was filled with fear.
She felt as if she had provoked a cruel and heartless devil.
He had so many of her secrets in his hands that she didn't even have a chance to fight back.
She could only obey.
"He just wants you to pester Cory..."
On the phone, Connie's voice came faintly, confused and surprised.Patrick wanted Carrie to pester
Cory?
"Cory, go back"
Christina looked at him with a complicated expression and urged.
In the morning, Cory was punched in the chest by Patrick.
Fortunately, it was convenient to bandage him in the hospital, but Christina saw the bruise on his chest.
Cory was a handsome, fair, and decent gentleman.
It seemed that the bruise would not heal until half a month later, and it was because of her that Cory
had an argument with Patrick.
Christina was in a bit of a dilemma.
"Don't provoke him.He has a bad temper.’’ Christina was furious at the thought of Patrick.
"I'm fine."
Cory lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his body.
He suddenly felt that Patrick was better than him in many aspects, including family background, career
status, and this combat skill.
"He's been practicing Thai boxing and combat since he was young.You don't have to compare yourself
with him.’’ Cory raised his head and chuckled at her.
"I didn't expect you to comfort me.’’ Patrick had many cousins, but he had been a bit nobler than them
since he was young.
After all, he was the only eldest grandson in the Hopkins Family.
There was always a difference between them even though they were all grandsons.
His cousins could not outdo him in any aspect.
"In fact, in the past, you were the best in my heart..."
Christina sat beside him, rarely speaking in a calm tone.Cory stared at her in surprise.
Christina shrugged at him casually.
"Haven't you heard of it? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
At that time, that was probably the case.
"Now..."
He looked at her with piercing eyes and spoke nervously.
"Cory, go back.Your wife and child are waiting for you," she urged again, emphasizing, "We're both
married.We can't go back to the past."
She and he had missed the chance to be together.
However, Cory looked confused and uneasy.
Every time he heard others mention Carrie and his daughter, he was always frustrated, feeling that they
were scheming against him.
"But Christina, I think..." Cory suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
"Your phone is ringing," Christina shook him off.
Cory's cell phone rang over and over again as if there was an emergency.
"Cory, where are you now? Our daughter fell down when she was playing in the amusement park.She
was crying for you.Come back quickly..."
It was Carrie.
Her voice was so loud and anxious that even Christina could hear it.
Holding the phone, Cory looked at Christina and whispered, "Okay.”
Then he hung up.
"Your child is hurt.You should go back quickly"
Christina's tone was flat, nearly emotionless.
Cory looked at her intently.
There was no sign of embarrassment or anger on Christina's face.
His ex-wife was able to speak in such a calm tone about his daughter.
At that moment, Cory was a little nervous.
It was as if she really didn't care about him at all.
"Christina, I really only knew about my daughter when Carrie came back..."
Cory hesitated and tried to explain, but it was already the fact.
"No matter what, you and the child did a DNA test.She is indeed your daughter.Treat them well."
"You really don't care?"
Cory stood up and wore a self-mocking smile.
"Christina, you can actually talk about your ex-husband's child in such a calm tone after just around a
month.You are really generous.’’
This also surprised Christina herself.
She had thought that she would hate him and his daughter...
When Cory saw her confused face, he felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart.
That she didn't hate him might mean that she hadn't loved him that much, or that her love for him was
replaced by some other feelings.
He suddenly turned around.
"I'm leaving.’
"Cory!"
Christina suddenly shouted at him.
He stopped in his tracks, his heart bubbled with joy.
He was just about to turn around when Christina said in a serious voice, "Cory, there's something I
have to tell you.Whether you believe it or not..."
"That day, Carrie and I were at a cocktail party held by the Hopkins Family.Everyone said that I pushed
your daughter down and caused the glass shards to pierce her hands."
She paused and her tone became more serious.
"It was not me!"
"Cory, it was Carrie who beat your daughter that day..."
Cory heard this and retorted subconsciously, "Carrie is the child's mother, that's..."
Impossible.
But Christina's face was solemn, and there was no need for her to lie.
Besides, she never liked to sow discord.
"I don't mean anything else.I just want to say that you'd better watch your child yourself."
Christina's face was calm.
At that moment, Cory seemed to have thought of something and immediately stepped forward.
"Although Carrie is not an upright person, she is only a weak woman after all.Even if she has any
plans, if no one secretly helps her, she will not be able to stir up any big trouble.But Patrick is
different..."
Cory's expression grew more serious.
"Patrick always pays attention to results only.The companies and subordinates who work with him
know that he is ruthless.He is very dangerous.You have to be careful with him, or the consequences
will be unimaginable just like the bleeding this time..."
Christina was stunned when he mentioned Patrick.
She lowered her eyes and hesitated for a moment before saying, "He didn't cause the bleeding."
"You still believe him!"
Cory got excited, and jealousy was building up in his eyes.
"Don't forget, you almost..."
Died that night.
Although the doctor said it was caused by cervical polyps and a small amount of drug stimulation, if no
one found her bleeding and unconscious that night, she might never wake up.
"I won't believe him anymore, but this time it really has nothing to do with him."
Christina said softly and suddenly fell silent.
"Christina, you must be wary of him...’’ Cory strode towards her.
"Cousin, you're really free.’’
At this moment, Patrick suddenly appeared at the door.
"Carrie wants to see you for an emergency.Why aren't you leaving?"
There was a sense of cold warning at the end of his words
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