Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 259

Looking at me, Patrick paused and said, "I failed you before, but I will try to do better and let you know that my love is not..."

"Patrick, I have a child with Janetta."

Before Patrick could finish his words, Shelton interrupted him.

Hearing his words, both Patrick and I were frightened!

I looked at Shelton in surprise.

"How could he tell Patrick about Glenn's existence?"

"If Patrick knew that I was pregnant with his child back then, he surely wouldn't let me go!"

Before I spoke, Patrick said first, "Do you think I will believe your words?"

There was a hint of contempt in his tone.

He was mocking Shelton for making such a clumsy joke.

Shelton wasn't surprised. He continued, "It's not you who hurt her before but me."

"Forget it."

Although I didn't know what Shelton was going to say, I interrupted him hypocritically.

Since Patrick didn't believe Shelton's words, Shelton should stop talking about my child anymore.

However, Shelton continued, "I met Janetta five years ago. I went on a business trip to City S and met Janetta at a bar. After we had a one- night, I only left her a phone number that day..."

"Stop it!"

I finally knew what Shelton was going to do. I cooperated with him and said, pretending to be angry, "You don't have to tell him about our past."

"Without telling him the ins and outs, he won't believe me." Shelton patted me and looked at Patrick, "Janetta called me later. I was undergoing an operation. So I failed to pick up her call. It wasn't until I saw she brought a child with her that I realized..."

"When did it happen? How old is the child?"

Patrick looked straight at me.

As he spoke, he looked compulsively angry.

Shelton answered for me, "He's four years old this year."

"Four years old..." Patrick lowered his head and calculated by himself. Suddenly, he rushed over, grabbed my hand, and asked, "You left four years and a half ago. So you were pregnant at that time, weren't you? The child is mine, right?"

I was shocked!

I looked up at Patrick.

There was irrepressible joy and ecstasy on his face!

He suddenly hugged me. "Don't lie to me. It's my child, right?"

"No, it's not."

I pushed him away. And my voice was cold and determined.

Shelton pulled me to his side, sheltered me behind him, and said to Patrick, "Patrick, I've been thinking of getting Janetta back over the years. She's not Charlotte Archer. You've hurt Charlotte. Don't hurt Kelsi now."

"Shut up!" Patrick scolded him and looked at me, "No way! The child is mine. No one can take my child away!"

"The child isn't yours."

Shelton looked at him calmly.

"No way!" Patrick didn't believe his words at all. He questioned closely, "Where is the child? Where is our child?"

He wanted to get close to me. Shelton stopped him, saying, "Patrick..."

"Get out of my way!" Patrick directly grabbed Shelton's collar and said, "You f**king knew that she was pregnant with my child. But you still took her away. Now she gave birth to my child. How come you dare to say it's your baby? How dare you!"

After that, he was going to beat Shelton!

Shelton focused on protecting me.

Patrick punched Shelton in the face twice. But Shelton didn't fight back!

I looked at Shelton's swollen face and then at Patrick's unreasonable look, intending to stop Patrick.

But I couldn't stop Patrick at all.

I was so angry that I picked up the red cup on the table and smashed it directly on the ground!

"Bang!"

There was a loud sound.

In an instant, it was smashed into pieces!

Patrick finally stopped beating Shelton. He looked at me, looking stunned.

"Patrick Cowell, what on earth are you trying to do?" In the end, Patrick was willing to hear me out. I spoke, "I'm not Charlotte Archer! How many more times do I have to emphasize this? Something is wrong with your brain, right? You can live in the past. However, why did you have to connect someone irrelevant to your past!"

"I don't want to hear any other words from you! Yes, I conceived the child after Shelton and I both got drunk and had a one- night stand. Even so, each life has the right to live in the world. What does the fact that I gave birth to him have anything to do with you?" "Besides, you keep saying that you will love me. How self-righteous are you? What kind of charm does a man like you have? You are selfconceited, childish, and self-righteous! I'd only be crazy to fall in love with you."

I stood there. Disregarding what Patrick said, I voiced out what I thought in my mind hysterically.

"That's right. I used to be out of my mind."

"Only in this way could I fall for him."

Patrick stood where he was and looked at me in a daze. For a moment, he didn't say a word.

"Janetta..."

Seeing me like this, Shelton seemed to be scared as well.

Standing there, I thought of Kelsi's matter and continued, "If you think that you don't get along with your wife, divorce her. And if you think she is good, cherish her. You can do whatever you want, which has nothing to do with me! Why do you have to implicate me? When you divorce your wife and implicate me inexplicably, others will think I am a mistress. I will be the only one that is innocent then!"

I spoke with great efforts.

I wanted to draw a clear line between Patrick and me.

Patrick looked at me. After confirming that I wouldn't say anything further, he asked, "Do you hate me so much?"

"Yeah, I hate you. I will never fall for a man like you."

After I finished speaking, Patrick looked completely stunned.

He looked at me with his black and profound eyes.

I curled up the corner of my mouth, revealing a smile instead.

Without a mirror, I knew how coquettish my smile was.

I hoped that I could ask Patrick, "How does it feel like to be judged by others like this?"

"Do you hurt?"

When Patrick told me so back then...

I was in so much pain in my heart...

Patrick stood where he was for a long time. Finally, with his body trembling, he went to the side and picked up a broom.

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I was so scared that I rushed over to him, fearing that he would hit others.

Unexpectedly, Patrick said, "The cup is in pieces. I'll help you clean it up before leaving.

I won't come here again."

I was stunned.

"Let me do it."

As Shelton spoke, he took the broom over from Patrick's hand and swept the cup fragments on the floor.

Instead of refusing, Patrick handed the broom to Shelton.

He raised his head and looked at me. The look in his eyes was so cold that there wasn't a trace of warmth or emotion in them.

he just glanced at me.

After that, he turned around and left.

The moment when Patrick closed the door and left, with great pain in my heart, I stood where I was, sensing an impulse to rush out to hug him.

However, I couldn't do that.

I bent down to pick up the large cup fragments. Accidentally, a piece of porcelain pierced my hand.

My bright blood fell on the red porcelain fragment.

They fused together.

"How come you injure your hand?"

As I was looking at the broken porcelain in front of me in a daze, Shelton came over and noticed that. Then he quickly helped me up.