Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 477

She figured out what was on my mind at once.

As she should be. A woman who could be with Shelton for such a long time must be shrewd.

Without hiding anything, I sat there and said, "Miss Shirley, you're right."

I understood that either Shirley or Shelton were both smart guys.

Neither of them was stupid. It was impossible to let me play matchmaker for them without being found out by both of them.

Shirley's expression was still calm when she heard this. "Go ahead, what's the matter?"

"I hope you and Dr. Shelton can get back together."

I said my ultimate purpose directly.

After hearing what I said, Shirley was stunned at first, but soon smiled and said, "His heart is with you. Isn't it strange that you talk about this with me?"

"No." I looked at Shirley. "Shelton got no feelings in front of me."

After all, we were all middle-aged women. There was no need for me to keep this matter a secret.

Hearing me say this, Shirley was stunned.

I laughed at myself. "You should know that if he loves me, he would be aroused by me when I laid in front of him. But he didn't. He even needed me to help him." Afraid of being misunderstood by Shirley, I quickly said, "Don't get me wrong, we never have had sex so far."

"You didn't?"

Shirley seemed to be really surprised by what I said. She didn't believe it. "How could it be? Didn't you have been together for a long time?"

"Yes, but we have never done that." What I said before was just the premise. Then I said to Shirley, "As you can see, I don't love him at all and have no feelings for him. The reason why I still be with him is that he injected the virus, which only he owns antidote, into my son."

"What?"

Hearing what I said, Shirley slightly opened her mouth. Her face was filled with an expression of disbelief.

When I saw her like this, hope rose in my heart and I continued to say, "I don't know when he injected it, but this virus made my son have a high fever for several days. I had no choice but to beg him. He offered me two conditions and told me to choose one. One is that I need give birth to his child, and the other is that I need to marry him."

"Then, which did you choose?"

Shirley's expression obviously became nervous along with my words.

I smiled bitterly. "I haven't made up my mind yet. He gave me time to think about it. He also gave me the anti-fever medicine that can be used for two weeks at a time. If it is taken for four times, the resistance will produce. My son has already taken it three times now."

Shirley lowered her eyes and kept silent, as if she was thinking about something.

I didn't say anything more. I took the cup of fruit tea in front of me and took a sip.

It was sour and sweet, very tasty.

When I put down the teacup, Shirley said, "Though I want to help you, it's just that his heart is no longer with me. He probably doesn't care about whether I live or die."

"It's not like this." I looked at Shirley and said firmly, "Shelton has you in his heart, but he doesn't realize it, or... he is deceiving himself. What he needs is a process to know his heart."

"Really?"

"Do you know? When I asked him for the medicine last time, he had already taken off his pants and asked me to arouse him. It was you who made a phone call then he let me go."

I believed that this meant something.

Shirley looked at me. Her beautiful eyes were filled with complex emotions. "Really?" Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

I nodded.

She was very smart and naturally knew what it meant.

Shirley slightly nodded. "But that doesn't mean that he will give in for me."

"I know." I smiled bitterly. "I'm sorry. In fact, I have already told him about your illness. I hope he can see his heart clearly. I have no choice."

Shirley looked at me without saying a word.

There was only silence left in the entire studio.

I said again, "I'm sorry. I did use you."

Shirley listened to my apology and finally looked up at me and smiled. "If he let you go because of me and come back to me, then I am willing to be used by you."

Shirley raised her head and turned to look at the wedding dress that filled the room. "I have made so many wedding dresses and sent so many brides away. I said that I don't want to marry anyone. But being single for so many years, I just hope that the person I'm going to marry is him."

"I know."

Of course I knew.

I also wandered and sought for so many years. I just hoped that Patrick would marry me.

However, whether this dream could be true or not depended on this shot.

Shirley added some fruit tea to me and said, "I will try to contact him..."

"There's no need," I said quickly. "Just wait for him to get in touch with you. I think... he'll come to you."

If Shirley took the initiative, then it would be too obvious.

This was a gamble.

What I bet on was how deep Shelton's love for Shirley was hidden.

If I lost, I couldn't do anything about it.

As soon as I said that, Shirley understood what I meant. She nodded and said, "Okay, I see."

Three days after I met Shirley, I received a text message from her. She said, "He asked me to meet him. After meeting him, I will tell you the result."

I knew she was talking about Shelton.

I felt a little relieved from my worries.

If the they met, many things might be able to be solved.

I sent two words to Shirley: [Thank you.]

Unfortunately, after that time, Shirley never took the initiative to contact me again.

I felt a little uneasy.

I was about to go to Shelton and get the medicine for the fourth time.

This was the last time.

After a few days, I drove to Glorious Light Hospital and entered the administration building.

There was no one in the corridor of the administration building as usual.

I went to the top floor. As soon as I walked out of the elevator and headed for Shelton's office, I heard a very loud argument.

I recognized that the voice was from Shelton's office.

His office was not soundproof.

As I walked over, I could tell that it was a woman who was arguing with him.

And her voice sounded very familiar.

After a quick reflection, I recognized that it was— Kelsi.

Kelsi and Shelton knew each other. Although I have not confirmed this, I have guessed it early.

I stood at the door and listened.

"If you don't keep your words, don't blame me for being rude!" Kelsi's voice came out of the door of Shelton's office.

What was going on? Why would they have a quarrel?

A wave of doubt crept into my mind.