The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 32 Many Woman Around Him

The crowd had dispersed, Patrick helped Pearl up and inquired,

“Are you alright?”

Pearl shook her head,

“It’s alright sir.”

“I’ve booked a room here. You can go wash up first. I’ll have someone buy you a new

set of clothes. After then go to the hospital. You have many injuries.”

Pearl stared at Patrick in a daze. Although she was always clinging to Gabriella, she

had never spoken to Patrick.

Pearl thanked him with a pale face,

“Okay, thank you sir.”

Patrick left the room for Pearl and went to socialize. It was a presidential suite.

Pearl had never lived in a presidential suite. Everything thing here made her feel the life

of the upper class. Soon, Patrick’s secretary came in with a dress.

Pearl looked at the brand. It was an international brand. She entered the bathroom and

took a shower. She washed away all the dirt and humiliation that Gabriella had left on

her body.

She looked herself in the mirror. Her slapped face had reddened. But that couldn’t stop

hide her beauty.

she had

from a poor family, everyone could bully

anymore. Now, she had the golden opportunity right

front of her.

to be with

thoughts of her becoming a Hart, and

smile.

after the party.

fell on the bed.

rang, and it was Monica calling. He didn’t answer the

her outside the hotel, Monica had been making trouble

the capital. I’m recent years, she had used her connections to

of buisness deals. But he still couldn’t forget his ex–wife, and

Monica furious.

so loud that Patrick immediately turned

wallet and stared at the picture in it. In the photo was Olive’s

Trisha.

was taken on a certain summer afternoon, Trisha was sitting on wicker

was covered with flowers, she held a

looked so much like her. Patrick’s fingers fondly

eyebrows.

out of the bathroom and came to

but he murmured Trisha’s

name.

reached out and took off Patrick’s clothes. Patrick though in his forties,

frequently. His muscles hadn’t slack at all, and he was mature

grabbed her

“Who are you?”

Patrick to wake

“Uncle, it’s me, I…”

“Trisha, are you back?”

his arms and pressed her

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