Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 252

Instantly, Patrick's flavor was all over my mouth.

He was so overbearing that I couldn't refuse him!

"Oh!" I tried my best to push him!

But Patrick got overwhelming strength. Holding me in his arms tightly, he kissed me so hard as if he wanted to swallow me alive.

As he kissed me, I could feel that something at the bottom of my heart...

Bits by bits...

Bits by bits, it was surging up.

I couldn't suppress it any longer!

"No!"

"No!"

"I am not Charlotte Archer now. I'm Janetta Nolan."

"I don't want to go back to the past!"

Finally, I regained my senses and bit Patrick's lips hard!

"Hiss." He felt the pain and raised his head in the end.

He looked at me. Inside his profound and dark eyes, there seemed to be various complex emotions surging inside.

I tried my best to suppress all the feelings in my heart, put on a disgusted expression, and raised my hand...

"Bang!" I slapped Patrick on his face.

We were close to each other. I didn't slap him hard. He didn't even tilt his head.

Staring at me with his pitch-black eyes, he finally muttered after a long while, "You're back."

His voice sounded hoarse and low. Even so, the joy in it was plausible.

I had gotten along with Shelton relaxedly just now. So I completely let down my guard.

I didn't disguise my voice or the expression on my face when I opened the door.

I pushed him and said, "Mr. Cowell, you have mistaken me for someone else."

"No. I knew it was you early." Patrick hugged me, rested his chin against my neck, and said in a soft voice, "I knew you weren't dead. I've always believed that you weren't dead."

His tone couldn't be more determined.

Trying my best to push him away, I said, "Please let me go, Mr. Cowell!"

However, Patrick didn't move at all.

"Who are you?"

Shelton's voice came from outside!

He should be asking the doctor whom Patrick had brought here!

I suddenly became hopeful and shouted, "Help! Help! Hey!"

As soon as I shouted out, Patrick kissed me once again!

"No!"

I bit Patrick's lips desperately. This time, he seemed to have no feelings at all, fearlessly taking hold of my mouth to his heart's content!

"Crack." Outside the door, there came the sound of Shelton opening the door!

For no reason, I was quite scared at this time. I didn't want Shelton to see that Patrick and I were kissing.

No matter how hard I struggled, Patrick wouldn't let me go.

When Shelton came in and saw the scene in front of him, he was furious. He directly pulled Patrick up and grabbed him by the collar.

He punched Patrick directly!

He hit right at his face!

Patrick didn't dodge at all. He touched his lips with his fingers and punched at Shelton as well! Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

For a moment, the two of them were fighting!

"Stop fighting!"

I quickly got up from the ground.

I didn't know how to stop them from fighting. So I could only walk over and block in the middle.

To my surprise, as soon as I was between them, both of them stopped fighting. They seemed to be afraid of hurting me.

I stood on Shelton's side and looked at Patrick with great vigilance.

Shelton protected me, "Patrick Cowell, do you know what you are doing?"

In the past, Shelton had always called Patrick by his first name.

It was the first time I had seen Shelton call Patrick by his full name.

Without looking at Shelton, Patrick kept staring at me and curled up the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile, "Uncle Shelton, you have been hiding my woman by your side for five years. How come you asked me what I was doing?"

"She's not Charlotte Archer! Charlotte Archer is dead!" Shelton looked at the clothes on my body and said, "Her clothes are soaked wet. And there aren't any clothes for women at my house. So I brought her here to get Charlotte's clothes."

Hearing his words, Patrick had a mocking smile on his face, "Uncle Shelton, do you think I'm a fool?"

"If you don't believe me, nothing I can do," Shelton said. He helped me to the sofa and bent over to take out the spray that he had just bought, saying, "You should leave. I won't send you off."

I looked up at Patrick, "Mr. Cowell, I haven't ever had amnesia. I can tell you with great certainty that I didn't know you at all before. I can't believe that you, a respectable President of Towering High, would do such a thing to me. I think I may have to quit this time."

"It's not that I may have to quit."

"I surely have to quit."

In fact, no matter how stupid Patrick was, it would be only a matter of time before I was exposed.

Patrick looked at Shelton. Seeing Shelton squat down to help me deal with the injury on my feet, he seemed to have a dull look in his eyes. After a while, he spoke, "Sorry, seeing you wearing her clothes, I lost my mind. I will compensate you for this matter. You should recover in these days."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Bang!" The door slammed shut. At that moment, I seemed to hear Patrick's sigh.

Shelton took out the spray and sprayed it on the wound on my foot. Then he bandaged it for me.

He got up, looked at my mouth, and frowned slightly. After washing his hands first, he sat down on the sofa and said, "I have washed my hand carefully and disinfected them."

After that, he raised his hand and touched my lips gently.

It hurt a little. I frowned slightly and put my fingers on my lips. Looking at me, he said, "It's swollen."

I could see that besides feeling distressed for me, there was another kind of emotion in Shelton's eyes.

He raised his hand and grabbed my wrist. His hands were slightly cold. At the same time, he leaned forward slightly...

Bit by bit, he was getting closer and closer to me.

Seeing that his thin lips were about to be on mine, I subconsciously shrunk back and dodged him, "Mr. Shelton."

Shelton sat upright with a frustrated expression on his face, saying with a wry smile, "If I say that I was quite jealous when I saw him kiss you just now, will you believe me?"

I would believe him.

In the past few years, I knew how Shelton treated me and took care of me.

Although I never said anything, even if I was cruel and insensible, I surely could feel his feelings for me.

I lowered my eyes slightly. Shelton raised his hand and gently rubbed my hair, "Sorry, I shouldn't have said so to make you anxious. Over these years, originally, I didn't want to do anything. I just wanted to stay with you. But..." He paused and continued, "If you come back to him, I'm afraid that you will..."

"I won't." Knowing what Shelton was going to say, I raised my head and looked at him firmly, "It's impossible between Patrick and me."

"Really?" Shelton looked as gentle as ever, "That's good. If you want to find a man to be Glenn's father, I hope I can be the first candidate in your heart."

I lowered my eyes slightly.

He added, "Although I am inexperienced before, I believe that I will be a good husband and a good father."