Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 276

After I finished my words, I sensed that Patrick held me in his arms somewhat stiffly.

He got up slightly and looked at me with a lost look on his face.

Seeing his look, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Green stubble was all over Patrick's face. With his eye sockets sunken, there were pretty dark eye circles under his eyes.

He seemed to...

It was as if...

He hadn't slept well for a long time.

Seeing him like this, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek, asking, "What happened to you..."

"Patrick."

As Patrick was about to respond, Shelton came in.

He went straight to our side and said to Patrick, "Jeremy is waiting for you, saying that he has something to tell you."

Patrick looked up at Shelton. Hesitating for a moment, he stood up.

When Patrick withdrew his arms, unexpectedly, I, who could no longer feel the familiar warmth, felt a profound reluctance in my heart.

He gently put me back on the bed so carefully.

It was as if he were holding his most precious treasure in his hands.

Seeing that Patrick was about to turn around and leave, I couldn't help but stretch out my hand and grab hold of his sleeve. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Immediately after that, realizing that I had done something inappropriate, I quickly withdrew my hand.

Noticing my movement, he turned his head and curled up his thin lips, revealing a beautiful smile. He raised his hand as if he wanted to touch my face, only to pause in the air. Hesitating for a moment, he withdrew his hands in the end.

He turned around and left.

Looking at Patrick's back view all the time, I kept looking in the direction despite that his view was out of my sight.

Only after a long time did I realize that Shelton was right standing next to me.

I looked at him with some embarrassment and apologized subconsciously, "I'm sorry, I..." "It's okay." Shelton had a gentle look on his face as

ever.

He sat next to me.

A doctor measured my blood pressure again.

After that, I couldn't help but ask Shelton, "He didn't have a good rest..."

"Are you talking about Patrick?" Shelton looked in the direction where Patrick had left and nodded, "Yes, in the past few days, something happened to Towering High. He has been dealing with it. So he didn't rest well."

"Oh..." I nodded and asked, "How did you find me?"

As I spoke, the doctor was measuring my temperature.

Shelton told me, "Patrick went to see you that day, only to find that there was a bowl at the door of the studio. No one answered his call when he called you. So he broke into the studio by breaking the door."

It was Patrick.

Unexpectedly, it was Patrick who had saved me.

Knowing this, I couldn't help but be somewhat disturbed in my heart.

"Where are Gina and Jeremy?"

"Patrick focused on rescuing you rather than catch them at the first moment. Later, he cooperated with the police and arrested them. Now they have been locked up, waiting for a trial." Holding my hands, Shelton said, "Do you know that I had been quite worried about you over these days while you were in a coma."

I nodded.

According to Shelton, he was the one who had been by my side.

Throughout the days and nights, lying in the darkness, I found the warmth in my palm the sole comfort, thus becoming hopeful.

I stayed in the hospital for another two weeks before I could be discharged.

During this period, it was always Shelton who had been accompanying me. Never did I see Patrick again.

During these days, I had been communicating with Glenn by video call.

For many times, he made a scene, saying that he would like to come to City Y, only to be refused by me.

That day when I was discharged from the hospital, Shelton came to pick me up, saying, "My father wants to see you tonight. I wonder if you will go there."

As I recalled, the reason why I had stayed in City Y was that I wanted to see Ned. Hearing that he wanted to see me, I naturally agreed.

I nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go home and get changed."

Back in the hospital, my wounds had not healed yet. So I could only ask the nurse to help me wash my hair and wipe my body.

This time, I was almost physically fit. Before I was discharged from the hospital, I asked the doctor specifically and was advised that I could take a shower and try my best to avoid the wounds. Moreover, there were some dos and don'ts.

Instead of taking me back to the studio, Shelton took me back to his home.

After entering his house, I found that Shelton, who had always advocated being minimalistic, unexpectedly had many warm cozy knickknacks in his home which I had never seen before.

For example, there was a bolster on the sofa and a cartoon toy beside the TV.

Around the corners of the room, there were some articrafts.

"These are..."

Seeing these things, I was a little confused.

Shelton picked up a toy on the sofa and said, "Thinking that you may live here for a few days, I assume that you should feel better with these things by your side."

As he spoke, unexpectedly, he was a little embarrassed.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he added, "If you don't like them, I'll go buy something else for you."

"I like them." I hurried over and stopped Shelton who was going to throw away the teddy bear in his hand.

I put the toy back on the sofa and looked up, only to find that there was a pink leopard in the corner.

Seeing this pink leopard...

I thought of the past at once.

A lot of years ago, it was Seth who had bought this pink leopard for me.

Shelton seemed to realize that I was staring at the pink leopard. He said, "It was at your house. So I brought it here."

"Well, thank you." I smiled at him.

I didn't say anything.

I was over Seth, making up my mind that I would never bring him up again.

Even so, I surely would find out the truth about his death. If I encountered Roger one day, I surely would get this straight with him!

Putting pajamas on, I was about to take a shower, Shelton looked at me with anxiety. After a while, he asked, "Are you sure that you can take a shower by yourself? Should I go in and help you?"

"No need!" I said nervously.

Although I wasn't sure if I could take a shower on my own or not, I was too embarrassed to ask Shelton for help.

As I spoke, I felt that my face was burning.

Seeing my look, Shelton smiled faintly, came over, and raised his hand. Stroking my head, he said, "Alright. I'm right at the door. If you need anything, call me at any time. You're a patient now. In a doctor's eyes, the gender difference doesn't exist."

Hearing his words, I was relieved.

I felt that if something did happen to me, I could turn to him.

I took things into the bathroom alone. While taking a shower, I carefully avoided my wounds for fear of water getting into them.

To stop the water from running into my wounds as much as possible, I turned off the shower while washing my hair.

As a result, the shampoo foam flowed down my cheeks.

My eyes got stunk.

I quickly reached out to touch the switch. Accidentally, I seemed to turn the switch in the wrong direction.

The water flew down was boiling hot!

'Ah!" I got a fright, intending to reach out to turn off the switch. However, with the water falling on my hair and the foam getting and sliding down, I got more blurred.

Moreover, because of the boiling hot water, I couldn't reach the faucet at all!

The moment I shouted out, I heard the sound of someone opening the bathroom door. Shelton rush in. The next second, the shower was turned off.

Taking a towel and quickly wiping away the foam on my face, he said nervously, "Are you okay? Did you get burned?"

I looked at him blankly for a few sharp seconds before realizing that I was naked!