Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 245

As I was shocked, I heard Shelton say, "Don't make any sound."

Dragging me, he hid at the door of the stairwell with me.

I heard sounds of hurried footsteps coming from outside!

Someone seemed to stop next to the elevator.

"Charlotte!"

"Charlotte Archer!"

I heard Patrick calling my name from outside.

At that moment, unexpectedly, I felt that my heart seemed to have been cut by a knife.

As I breathed, I was even in pain.

"Charlotte, where are you? Come out! I saw you!"

"Charlotte Archer!"

Without many people coming and going at night in this quiet corridor, I actually detected a sob in his voice.

"Is he crying?"

"Is he crying because of me?"

I was in so much pain in my heart.

If Shelton hadn't restrained me in his arms from behind, I probably would have rushed out early!

Shelton's gentle voice rang in my ears, "Calm down."

"Tap, tap, tap."

Sounds of someone stepping on the floor with high heels came from the corridor.

Following that, I heard Kelsi say, "What's wrong, darling?"

"Darling?"

Hearing how Kelsi addressed Patrick, I felt that my heart seemed to have been stabbed hard.

Many years ago, I used to hear Caroline call him in this way.

No! I called him darling later, only to make him extremely disgusted.

After a while, I heard Patrick say, "I'm fine. I saw someone wrong."

"Did you see Miss Archer in illusion again? It's the fourth time." Kelsi sighed, "The result of the forensic test has come out, revealing that the deceased one is Miss Charlotte. A deceased can't come back to life. Although she died after attending our wedding, you have to move on and look forward."

"Well, I know."

Patrick's voice sounded a little hoarse.

Hearing sounds of him and Kelsi leaving, I felt inexplicably empty in my heart.

Only after Shelton stopped restraining me in his arms did I realize that I had been in tears.

Seeing this, Shelton took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped my tears, and took me into his arms.

Patting me on the back, he said, "Cry if you want to. Everything will pass in the end."

"I'm sorry, I didn't like to cry before."

While burying my head in Shelton's arms, I tried my best to control my emotions.

It was true that I didn't like to cry before.

"That's because no one used to be your backer whom you could rely on. In front of me, you don't have to worry about revealing your fragile side. I will always protect you. Of course, if you want to pursue your dream, I will do my best to support you as well."

Shelton's voice rang from above.

His words sounded so warm.

He was so determined.

It was as if his words had backed me up as well as emboldened me.

I found this feeling so good.

Cuddling myself in Shelton's arms, I no longer restrained my feelings.

The next morning, Shelton accompanied me to pay my respects to Rosy.

He bought a bunch of flowers on my behalf.

Carrying the flowers in his arms, he took me to Rosy's tomb.

It was the first time I had come here after Rosy's death.

Kneeling in front of the tomb and staring at Rosy's photo on the tombstone, I felt so sad in my heart, "Grandma, I came to see you. I will learn from a master in the future. And I probably can't come here to see you for a long time."

"However, when I come here next time, I will become someone quite capable. You surely be proud of having a granddaughter like me."

As soon as I finished my words, Shelton on the side said, "Grandma Rosy, I will take good care of Charlotte for you. Don't worry. From now on, I will treat her business as my own. And I won't let her get hurt."

Hearing him say that, I looked up at him and found it a little strange.

He looked at me and asked, "What's wrong?" "You said so in front of my grandmother as if you wanted to marry me."

Originally, I said so casually.

However, Shelton responded without hesitation, "If you don't dislike me, I would love to."

I was stunned.

I quickly replied, "Why would I dislike you? It's me who don't deserve you."

"How can a woman like me who has another man's baby in my belly deserve such a good man as Shelton?"

"Shouldn't it be me who has the final say as to whether you deserve me or not?"

Shelton spoke with a smile.

In fact, I had no idea about what Shelton was thinking in his mind.

"Does he like me?"

"I don't really think that I will be so capable that he'll like me."

"Besides, having a child in my belly, I don't have the right to be with him."

After that day, I stayed in a hotel for a few more days. Shelton got his work done and sent me back to City S.

Ryan asked me to stay in his studio named in Town S.

Nominally, it was a studio. In fact, it was a big house with three enclosed courtyards.

From that day onwards, I officially became Ryan's disciple.

I stayed in the studio for five years.

After five years, I was reborn.

I was turned inside out.

I spent five years studying under Ryan and learned to combine Eastern architecture design and Western one. Speaking of my architecture design skills, although it couldn't be on par with that of a master, I surely was a versatile designer who could deal with everything on my own.

I was proficient in different architectural knowledge, including gardening design, indoor decoration, and Feng Shui.

At the same time, I established a studio of my own named Nirvana.

Shelton had contacted a cosmetic surgery doctor for me. I spent several years treating my face and recuperating, making the wound on my face almost healed.

However, a small piece of skin on my left face looked lighter-colored than the skin around.

However, once I applied foundation on it, it couldn't be seen at all.

Ryan got me a passport as well as building a brand-new personal profile for me with his connections.

He changed my name into Janetta Nolan.

Based on my personal profile, I was an overseas citizen whose parents had died in an accident.

Later, I returned from abroad with him and started to learn gardening design.

After five years, the former Charlotte had completely disappeared. And the one who was alive now was Janetta Nolan.

I was reborn.

And the child of Patrick and me was four years old now.

It was a boy.

I named him Glenn Nolan.

Glenn was similar to me in terms of his appearance. However, his disposition was different from that of mine.

Ever since his childhood, he had been naughty and quick- witted, having different kinds of tricky ideas on his mind. Because of his mischievousness, I had been beating my brains out.

Shelton was by my side as well.

Although Shelton was mainly working in City Y, he frequently came to City S for business trips.

At the same time, he would come to live in Town S for a few days.

He stayed there to accompany me and Glenn.

My studio expanded rapidly over the past one or two years.

Over the few months recently, I had been constantly communicating with the staff of a project related to a large- sized private club in City Y.

I found the project a headache.

Because of what happened in the past, I was reluctant to set foot in City Y.

The main reason was that I didn't want to run into Patrick.

That day, Ryan and I talked about this project in the studio.

Ryan said, "I suggest that you should agree to take on this project in City Y. Boris has told me about this project as well, saying that it is quite a rare opportunity. The project site is in the south of City Y. Although it is a little remote, building a house on such a large piece of land will be a great challenge to a designer. If you can get this project done, it will help you make greater progress than other projects."

The Boris whom Ryan had mentioned was the Boris Weil that I had met before.

"But..."

At the thought of City Y and Patrick there...

I didn't even have the courage to go there. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

"Are you planning to escape like this for the rest of your life?" Ryan looked at me and sighed, "It's been five years. Over these years, I haven't forced you to do anything. However, the opportunity this time is so rare. How much longer are you going to keep running away from it?"