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This thought was not only worried by Mrs. Simpson, but even Mr. Simpson began to shake "If the last marriage partner is not Patrick, then, even if we lose the benefits of marriage, I can't ruin my baby daughter's life! "
They were not the people who were unscrupulous for the benefit, but the old man of the Lee family took the initiative to find the door and opened the door. They first took a fancy to the dozens of award-winning patents of their textile company, and also fancy his charming and beautiful baby girl. Mr. Simpson did not agree with Mr. Henry's proposal on the spot, but made a mention with his wife and daughter after returning home.
The Simpsons family was originally unimpressed. Later, Mr. Henry invited Mr. Simpson to the office to discuss it in detail again. He offered to use the ancestral snow silk production process as an exchange condition, and highly recommended his family's fourth son, Patrick.
Mr. Simpson questioned Mr. Henry tentatively at the time "Now the young people are mentally independent. If they have different personalities after marriage, I am afraid that they may not live a happy life."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Henry responded with a formidable answer "No problem, let's just do the matchmaking. If they don't get along well after a few years, we really get to the step of divorce. Although we are elders, although we have different opinions, we should listen to theirs first. "
In other words, Mr. Henry was okay with this fake marriage!
His purpose was to promote commercial interests!
In this way, Mr. Simpson was moved when he thought that his baby daughter had no losses, and that a well-known marriage could still be beneficial.
Even after Mr. Henry called to confirm that Patrick would return to Lee's house, he asked Mr. Simpson on a phone call and said, "My fourth son is about to return through the high-speed road round the city. He has a strange temper."
How clever Mr. Simpson was, under Mr. Henry's hint, there was also a play where Twinkle Simpson would appear in the rain and stopped Patrick's car on the high speed road, and deliberately attracted Patrick's attention.
"He is wired, I don't want to play this game anymore!" Twinkle Simpson embraced the small blanket and said with a strong nasal voice "When I spoke to Patrick today, my heart was full of guilt. I deliberately caused this and he knew that, what if he really fell in love with me? Playing with other people's feelings was worse than stealing other people's money! "
Especially when she listened to Patrick Lee actually speaking to her, she was shocked.
Wasn't he afraid of her leaking out?
Or did he trust her so much?
Although Twinkle Simpson now had an answer, it was because Patrick Lee had recognized that she was the one who saved him in this city six months ago, but until now-
She thought of Patrick Lee's angry face.
She remembered his eyes.
Thinking of the silent hand that passed a warm towel.
Twinkle Simpsons blushed a little, and his heart jumped violently. Such a good man, but a paralyzed man, what a pity!
Mr. Simpson saw her turn red again, he picked up the ginger soup again, leaned in front of her "I know it is spicy, but it warms the body, you drink it when you close your eyes, and cover your head after drinking Take a nap and ask your mother to take your temperature again later. "
Staring at the bowl in front, she showed a disgusted face, Twinkle Simpson wailed "Why you mentioned the soup again, I thought we had changed a topic?"
"Oh, well, drink it."
"Woo, don't!"
"Come on!"
"No!"
Mrs. Simpson ignored the conversation between the father and daughter and turned directly to get the antipathetic. She just walked to the door and heard the phone in her pocket ringing.
She took a look, her eyes lit up, and suddenly turned to the father and daughter "It was Lucy!"
Twinkle Simpson was a little nervous.
Mr. Simpson sullen his face "Take it!"
Mrs. Simpson swiped her finger and turned on the speaker by the way, saying "Hey, Lucy."
"Mrs. Simpson!" Lucy's voice seemed very excited "My Patrick came back, he has promised to marry your daughter, my husband said, I will go to your house and send some gifts to you, I want Miss. Simpson to come to dinner at home on Saturday to build a relationship with Patrick. "
Mrs. Simpson was stunned and opened her eyes blankly.
Maybe Patrick was setting all this up?
Under normal circumstances, many coincidences were put together. According to his situation, carelessness was impossible. How can he easily agree to this family matter?
Or...
Whether or not to marry Twinkle Simpson, in Patrick Lee's eyes, did not matter at all?
Did even Patrick Lee himself think that this was a nominal marriage?
If this was the case, then, let's begin to play this game.
Mr. Simpson looked at her husband, and she realized that her husband agreed with Lucy's words, after all, they had been married for so many years. They knew each other by a glance. Mrs. Simpson said to the phone with a comprehension "Oh, is it? That's great. Let me tell my Twinkle, What about this Saturday, She will be free! "
"Oh, that's great. That's how things are done on Saturday. When the time comes, I let the driver pick her up!"
"Okay!" Mrs. Simpson suddenly stunned, and said "Well, I don't know if Patrick has any special preferences? For example, what does he like to eat, what kind of drinks does he like. And Mr. Henry, in addition to drinking green tea, does he have any special preferences? "
Since they had to come to their home in these two days, the Simpsons would naturally do a good job in the hospitality.
"Patrick is such a person that no one can see his personality. we know that even my husband doesn't know what he likes or dislikes. You guys, although casual, are a family, not so particular!" Mrs. Simpson said the opportunity, and said "My husband called me, I have to go, and I will meet you again when we have a game tomorrow!"
"Oh, okay."
"Bye!"
The call ended.
And this minor illness of Twinkle Simpson eventually defeated Mr. Simpson's ginger soup with Mrs. Simpson's antipyretic medicine.
Lying on the soft bed, Twinkle Simpson closed her eyes, but turned over and over, and she was completely sleepless.
She was getting married because he agreed to marry her.
But why?
Shouldn't his IQ be so bad that he didn't even have an alarm in his heart?
"What, so annoying!"
Her white feet kicked in a mess, Twinkle Simpson kicked off the blanket and sat up, touched the mobile phone and the convenient note under the pillow, and sent a text message.
In the evening after the rain, the glow was gorgeous and gorgeous. Patrick Lee sat in the room of his house and pushed the wheelchair a little to the floor-to-ceiling windows.
An SMS ringtone suddenly broke his tranquility.
He raised his eyebrows, there was a very small possibility in his heart. After taking the phone, he smiled.
An unfamiliar number sent only one word "Why?"
He knew that it must be her.
Patrick Lee did not reply, but stored the strange number in his phone. Looking again at the distant rays of the glow, the countless entanglements and dignity in his heart seemed to be dismissed in his text message.
