Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 268

I came out of the office. As soon as I closed the door, I heard the Vice Dean begging for mercy inside.

"Mr. Shelton, I'm sorry. I was indeed possessed."

"Mr. Shelton, please forgive me. I won't do it again."

I walked along the corridor step by step.

If I hadn't known that it was Shelton inside just now, I would have thought that the Vice Dean was calling Patrick instead.

At the door of the emergency room, I saw Patrick smoking beside a trashcan.

He was dressed in a thin black suit only.

At night, few people could be seen in the hospital.

He was the only one standing in such a vast place.

I found the moonlight in autumn looked especially chilly. Against the pure white moonlight, the cigarette butt flickering in his hands looked lonely and insignificant.

I stood a few meters away from him and

looked at him.

Thinking of what he said just now, I felt quite complicated in my heart.

As I looked at him, Patrick suddenly turned his face and saw me in the distance. Pinching the cigarette in his hands, he beckoned to me, "Come here."

I was a little hesitant.

He seemed to have read my mind, saying, "We are in a hospital. With so many people here, I won't do anything to do you."

His words did make sense.

I walked towards him.

Standing one meter away from him, I looked up at him.

I had got Patrick out of my mind. However, standing in front of him now, I felt that my heart would unconsciously beat faster. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

I thought for a moment and said first, "Mr. Cowell, can you give up on gamble with Shelton? Everything is over. Just let yourself go."

I had seen Shelton's look just now.

I had a vague feeling that everything seemed to be as what Patrick had said.

If he and Shelton were to compete with each other, the loser probably would indeed be him.

I felt so probably because I knew how powerful Patrick was. However, I had no idea about how on earth Shelton was capable.

"What's wrong?" Upon hearing my words, he curled up the corner of his eyes, revealing a faint smile, "Are you worried about me?"

"Mr. Cowell, I feel that if you are obsessed with the past. All of us have to look forward, don't we?"

Since the situation had come to this point, even though I didn't admit it, Patrick had firmly ascertained that I was Charlotte Archer.

I don't want to deny it emphatically anymore.

Patrick lowered his head and looked at me. After a moment of silence, he said, "If you were with someone else, I probably would protect you from afar rather than interfere in your life. But you can't be with him. I hurt you previously. And I can't let him hurt you again."

"Shelton won't hurt..."

"Shelton? Do you know him? Do you know how many assets he has?" Patrick interrupted me, squatted down, and looked up at me with a firm and serious look in his eyes, "Believe me once. He's not as what you see on the surface."

I looked at Patrick's black eyes.

For some reason, even though Patrick had done so many things to me, I trusted him firmly.

Hearing what he said at this time, I actually wanted to believe him.

How could I trust him?

I shook my head desperately and took a step back, "Mr. Cowell, why should I trust you?"

Patrick sensed my hesitation and said, "He is my grandfather's illegitimate son. And it isn't until he was in his twenties that Grandfather brought him home. Before this, he was a poor doctor. After that, my grandfather gave him 20 million dollars only. But he becomes who he is now quietly. The way you see it, is it all because of his pure luck?"

"It can only show that he is capable." I said in a firm tone, "Thinking that he is an illegitimate child, your family doesn't treat him fairly. Could it be that he can't develop on his own and achieve great success?"

"No, it's not like that." Patrick frowned, "Speaking of the properties under his name, it is discovered that he only has Glorious Light Hospital in his hands without holding any shares in any company. In fact, other properties are all his invisible properties. Holy Spirit Hospital is only the tip of the iceberg. He has many others assets. The quick way to make money is prohibited in the law. I am worried that you will be taken advantage of by him and get implicated by him."

What did Patrick's words mean?

I knew it too well.

"No way."

"I don't think Shelton would do these things."

"Yes, he surely won't!"

I pondered on it a few times in my mind before looking up at Patrick, "He won't. I trust him."

How could I be manipulated by Patrick?

Seeing that I wasn't convinced, Patrick seemed a little anxious. Reaching out to grab my arm directly, he said, "Why do you trust him so much?"

"Janetta, why are you outside? It is cold. Don't catch a cold."

When I was about to answer Patrick, Shelton's voice came from behind.

His voice was as gentle as it used to be.

However, after hearing Patrick's words, I had been greatly swayed, a fact I couldn't deny.

I thought of how the Vice Dean had been intimidated by Shelton just now...

I looked back and saw that Shelton was walking toward me step by step from twenty meters afar.

I turned around and intended to walk over to Shelton. Patrick held my arm tightly and said in a voice that could only be audible to the two of us, "If you need help, come to me at any time. I will be ready to help you all the time."

I looked at Patrick.

He was still squatting.

In the cold night, his profound eyes looked more chilling. Yet, I could sense an overwhelmingly determined and gentle look in them.

I hesitated for a moment. And I didn't answer him in the end. I turned around and walked to Shelton.

I went to Shelton's side. He took off his coat and draped it directly on my shoulders, saying in a tone that I was most familiar with, "I have arranged a ward for my father."

"Okay..."

I dared not imagine how the Vice-Dean, who was extremely afraid of Shelton, had arranged a ward for him.

Shelton took me in his arms and walked into the emergency room.

Patrick stood up as well.

About an hour later, Ned got out of danger and was transferred to an ICU.

Servants who followed us here went to take care of me. And Shelton sent me back to the studio.

I was in a hurry to finish the design drawing. After that day, I didn't work in the studio.

As I got busy, ten days passed by.

Over the past ten days, I finished the landscape designing sketch and made a draft of the main style of the internal design, sending them to Calvin. Moreover, I highlighted the areas in the corridor which needed special attention.

The rest would be done by the indoor designer on Calvin's side.

After all, I was paid per square meter. If I had to finish every aspect of the indoor design, it would incur an unnecessary budget.

After I submitted a draft and the construction was on the right track, I would basically finish my work.

I turned on my cell phone and checked the flight tickets to City S.

There were a lot of flights to City S. So I booked a flight the day after tomorrow.

I planned to visit Ned tomorrow.

According to Shelton, Ned had been discharged three days later after he was sent to the hospital. After that, he had been resting at home without going outside frequently.

I pondered on it, thinking that I couldn't visit a patient empty-handed.

I decided to go to a shop nearby selling nourishment products to buy some stuff first.

When I entered the store, there was only a guest in it. Generally speaking, there were few customers in this kind of store. Seeing that there was only one waiter, I walked around by myself

randomly and waited for the previous guest to leave.

It seemed that the customer was a little indecisive. The clerk said impatiently, "Are you going to buy it or not? Forget it if you won't."

"I will buy it. I will." The guest's voice rang in my ears.

It sounded a little humble.

However, the voice sounded a little familiar to me.