Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 281

For a moment, my mind was also occupied by an impulse. I stood on tiptoe, put my arms around the man's neck, and responded.

Patrick hugged me tightly, and his kiss became more and more overbearing. Bit by bit, he took away the air from my mouth, and I also tried very hard to get my oxygen back.

The passionate kiss made the memory of five years ago reappear in my mind little by little.

It was only then that I realized there was little sweetness when he and I were together.

There were more entanglements and pains...

The kiss lasted for a few minutes.

When the man's hands were restless and he wanted to continue to move, I finally sobered up.

"No." I pushed Patrick away and dodged, covering half of my face with one hand. "I'm sorry. I, I'm going to marry Shelton."

"I don't allow it."

Patrick directly placed both of his hands against the wall, imprisoning me in a small space.

He looked down at me, his black eyes full of complicated emotions. "If I say that he probably was the culprit who made my company like this today, will you still marry him?"

"It's impossible. How could it be him?"

I spoke subconsciously.

However, for some unknown reason, there was a hint of suspicion in my heart.

Shelton always looked gentle and kind in front of me. However, last time in the Holy Spirit Hospital, I saw that the deputy dean was so afraid of him. I knew that Shelton must have a different side that I didn't know.

What was that side like? I couldn't guess.

I always felt that it was completely different from what he was like now.

"Are you sure?" Patrick shook his head helplessly. "Then are you willing to be with me?"

"Mr. Cowell, you're already married. Don't make fun of me."

When the sun rose, I came to my senses completely.

Last night, I was really silly.

Obviously it was impossible, but why did I look for trouble?

I walked to the elevator, and Patrick came over and grabbed my arm. "Then I'll divorce."

"No." I shook off his hand. "Mr. Cowell, five years ago, you and I lived in Supreme, Blue Blood complex at that time. I thought you would marry me, but you changed your mind and gave me a big slap in the face instead. I won't allow you to fool me again as you did five years ago!"

"Don't you deny that you are Janetta?"

Patrick looked at me, and the serious expression on his face was as elusive as the sea.

"Since you've already known it, I have nothing more to say."

At the moment, even if I denied it, he would suppose that I was being stubborn.

Patrick smiled and said nothing.

I pressed the button of the elevator and said to Patrick when I was getting into the elevator, "Thank you for saving me that day, Mr. Cowell." RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Then I got in the elevator and reached the first floor.

It was eight o'clock, and there were some employees coming. I went out against them.

I took a taxi back to City Y No. 1.

Because it was time to go for work, the traffic was particularly heavy.

I sat in the car and looked at the cars in line outside. Suddenly, I felt that I was really stupid to let Patrick in.

Not only did I let him sleep on my bed for the whole night, but I even followed him to Towering High.

I would meet Shelton soon, so how could I explain it?

I was extremely nervous, as if I was having a love affair.

When it was almost nine o'clock, I finally arrived at the door of my home. Until then, Shelton did not call me at all.

I opened the door and came in. I just changed my shoes...

"The excitement of Nirvana, the urge to enjoy a glorious rebirth..."

The phone rang.

I looked down.

It was Shelton.

Was it a coincidence?

There was a hint of uneasiness in my heart. I hesitated for a moment before I picked it up.

"Hey, did you sleep well last night?" A gentle voice of a man came from the other end of the line, with a hint of laziness.

My heart was pounding. "Well, you, you just got up?" "No, I had something to do in the hospital yesterday, so I went out. Now I'm downstairs. I want to ask if you have had breakfast," Shelton said.

A coincidence?

Shelton was not home last night.

I suddenly felt relieved and said with ease, "I haven't eaten yet, but I'm not hungry."

"It's not good for your stomach if you don't have breakfast. Let me go upstairs and make breakfast for you. Remember to come over later."

After Shelton finished speaking, he hung up.

I quickly combed my hair and washed my face again.

Seeing the toothbrush used by Patrick on the vanity unit, I hesitated for a moment and then threw it into the trash can.

Then I went to Shelton's house.

As soon as I entered, the smell of porridge made me a little hungry.

"It smells so good." I couldn't help saying.

Shelton was cooking in the kitchen. I walked over and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

The man directly turned on the tap in the sink next to him, and said to me with fondness in his eyes, "You only need to wash your hands and wait for it."

"OK.”

I reached out to wash my hands.

Shelton suddenly bent over slightly and tilted his head to me. After half a second, he said, "You smell like cigarettes?"

"Really?" I was taken aback.

I couldn't help getting my nose close to my sleeve to smell it.

There was no smell at all.

After a while, Shelton said, "Maybe I got it wrong."

The man's voice was flat, and there was no emotion in it.

However, my heart was unsettled.

I washed my hands casually and went back to the seat, waiting for Shelton to cook.

The meal was soon ready.

When I was eating, Shelton answered a phone call and told me that the agent of Jeremy and Gina contacted him through Michael and told me that they wanted to see me.

"I don't want to see them. Let the judge do what should be done."

I lowered my head and took a sip of porridge.

Towards Jeremy and Gina, I didn't want to say anything more. They must know that when I was locked up in the conference room, how desperate I felt.

At that time, I thought that if I could survive, I would definitely lock them behind bars for a lifetime!

They deserved it!

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." I looked at Shelton and said, "Why would someone represent Jeremy and Gina? They have no chance of winning in this case. And they don't even have any money."

"Someone's backing them up," Shelton said flatly.

It seemed that he had known all this for a long time.

"Someone?" I was a little surprised.

Shelton nodded. "I heard from Michael that there was indeed someone behind them, so as soon as you came back, they knew where you were. But I don't know who this person is yet."

"It has nothing to do with me."

Anyway, they might stay in prison for the rest of their lives.

"Well, then I will tell Michael that you are not going." As Shelton spoke, he picked up the phone and was about to make a phone call.

Looking at him, I suddenly hesitated again.

I stopped him and said, "Wait, I'll see them for the last time."

After all, they were the two people who brought me to this world.

Shelton looked at me and nodded.

After breakfast, I went to the detention center with Shelton.

After registration, I had Shelton wait for me outside, and I went in alone.

When I went in, there was only Gina sitting on the other side of the glass. She had lost a lot of weight then, and the prison uniform on her looked particularly large.

Gina burst into tears as soon as she saw me. She picked up the phone and said to me, "Charlotte, we know we were wrong. Please, don't sue us."