Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 358

For what would surely happen in the end, I couldn't avoid it.

I closed the door, tidied up my clothes, and went to the study.

Upon entering the study, I saw that Patrick had been sitting there. He no longer wore an overcoat. And for some reason, he wore a pure white sweater inside instead.

Rarely had I seen Patrick wearing something pure-white.

In this way, he was less aggressive, looking gentle.

Seeing me go in, Ned pointed to an empty sofa and said, "Sit down."

I sat on the sofa without saying a word.

Ned took a sip of tea and sighed, "Alas, fate makes fools of us."

I looked up at him. And neither Patrick nor I spoke.

Ned looked at me and then at Patrick, saying, "What do you plan to do next?"

I was confused about what Ned meant by this.

Therefore, I didn't speak.

Patrick, however, opened his mouth first, "For something belonging to me, I will naturally take it back."

I looked at him with a complex feeling in my heart.

Ned looked at me and asked, "What about you? What are you going to do? Do you want to spend the rest of your life with Shelton? Or what?"

"I..." Ned's question failed me.

If I had a choice, I surely would choose Patrick.

But now, based on the current situation, I wasn't even given any choice.

"I want you and Shelton to spend the rest of your life together." Ned spoke first, "Although Shelton has many bad habits, I can sense that he truly loves you and that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you." Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Does Shelton truly love me? Does he want to spend the rest of his life with me?"

Hearing this, in fact, I found it ridiculous in my heart. If Shelton truly loved me, he wouldn't have done such a thing with Emily.

However, I wouldn't tell Ned about this. Nor would I tell Patrick either.

I kept my eyes down without saying anything.

"Grandpa, you know quite well as for what kind of person Uncle Shelton is. With what you said just now, aren't you pushing her into the fire pit?" Patrick interrupted him directly, "He will be imprisoned sooner or later."

"Nonsense!" Ned glared at him, "Do your job well. Stop bothering with what he does. It is you who chose Kelsi by yourself back then. And no one forced you. So now the situation has come to this point, you can't blame anyone else for it! It's all your choice!"

"Wasn't I coerced back then? Yes, no one forced me. Even so, I was forced to make a choice between marrying Kelsi and her safety. Didn't you know what I would choose early?"

Patrick crossed his legs.

He put one hand on Ned's desk and clenched it into a fist.

He seemed to be holding back something.

"It's all in the past." Ned leaned back, "Now that it's decided, you should look ahead. It is not like she is the only woman in the world..."

"But she's the only one I want."

Patrick directly interrupted Ned's words.

Ned looked at him and pounced on the table, "You are going to piss me off, aren't you?"

"No. I surely will find evidence and send him to jail!" Sitting there, Patrick withdrew his hand, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and looked at Ned.

There was an incomparably firm look in his eyes.

Ned looked at him, feeling so angry, "Are you going to rebel me?"

"No. Originally, I wasn't in the mood to meddle in his affairs. However, he took my woman away. In that case, I'm going to intervene," Patrick continued.

"You are so independent now that you dare to disobey me, right? I'm telling you, as long as you dare to investigate his affairs, I, Ned, won't acknowledge you as my grandson!"

Ned's hands, which he placed at the edge of the table, were shaking violently.

In fact, I didn't understand what they were talking about. However, seeing Ned like this, I knew that I had to say something. I quickly stood up and walked over to Ned's side, "Grandpa Cowell, please don't be angry. Talk to each other calmly."

"Grandpa, you owe him. However, you have provided him with financial support over these years. And you helped him take care of his things so many times over the past few years. Now he is so capable that he dos everything in a flawless way. However, without you, he would have been in prison early! For what you owe him, f**k, it's all over!"

Patrick looked as aggressive as ever. The more he said, the more excited he became!

"Stop it." I advised Patrick.

Holding Ned, I felt that he looked extremely pale and that he surely was quite angry. I was afraid that if Patrick further provoked him, he would...

Hearing what I said, Patrick opened his mouth and wanted to say something. However, in the end, he said one sentence, "I'm sorry."

Ned looked at him with a solemn look, "All in all, as long as I am alive, I won't let him go to jail. If I die, I won't bother with you no matter what you do."

After Ned finished his words, he stood up shakily.

Usually, he would walk on his own. However, this time, he picked up the Dragon Head Crutch beside him and walked out of the study step by step.

I wanted to help him up. However, Ned pushed me and said, "No need. I'm not so old that I need to be supported as I walk."

After that, he went out.

After Ned left, only Patrick and I were left in the study.

Originally, I didn't want to communicate with Patrick more. However, thinking of the conversation between the two of them just now, I looked at Patrick and asked, "What did Shelton do?"

"What on earth did he do that he would thus go to jail?"

Shelton looked at me. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "I can't tell you. But I will gather evidence as soon as possible and send him to jail."

I looked at Patrick with a complex look in my eyes.

There was a cold and determined look in his eyes. Confirming that he wouldn't say it, I wouldn't force him further.

Moreover, I knew well that I couldn't control what they were going to do.

What I could do was to protect Glenn well in case he would get hurt.

I nodded lightly, "Okay. Then I'll go and accompany Glenn."

As soon as I intended to open the door, Patrick directly pulled me from behind with force. I was caught off guard and fell backward.

The next second, I directly sat in Patrick's arms!

My face turned red. And I said, "No."

I struggled to get up.

However, Patrick restrained me firmly in his arms and placed his other hand on my waist. Holding my waist with both hands, he said to me, "Turn around."

"No. I'm leaving."

"You can't."

Patrick refused.

I closed my eyes, thinking about Shelton's words and my own identity.

Although I wanted to be closer to Patrick, I couldn't do it with my identity.

I was Shelton's fiancee. Regardless of the excuse, the identity, or the reason, it turned out that I had been Shelton's fiancee.

I couldn't require Shelton to do anything. But I couldn't break this line by myself.

I made up my mind and stood up all of a sudden, intending to get up. However, Patrick directly overpowered me, making me instantly lie flat on my chair!

He bent over, leaned forward, and forced his lips on mine.

I could feel that the faint smell of alcohol was taking over my mouth.