That afternoon, Patrick took me to a fashion studio, chose a set of evening dresses for me, and matched it with a short cloak.
I put on makeup and did the styling there.
When everything was done, I looked at myself in the mirror and thought of my future life.
I felt helpless.
Moreover, I felt sad as well as despicable.
That evening, I continued to put on a show with Patrick at Ned's house.
We were pretending to be a loving couple.
At the banquet, Ned urged us over and over again, saying that we should bear him a fat grandson.
I agreed with a faint smile.
But I knew that this kind of thing would never happen.
After we came out of the Cowell Family house, I was about to get in the car. However, the tassel of the small cloak was hooked onto the covered button of Patrick's belt.
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