Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 310

"What are you doing?" At this time, the bodyguards beside Patrick were pointing their guns at him!

As soon as he moved, the bodyguards moved their guns as well. But no one dared to shoot him.

"Put down the hard drive in your hands. I've told you long ago I don't want these things. I only want you." As Patrick spoke, he snatched the hard drive away from me, put it on the low table, and looked at me with strong affection in his eyes, "Don't be afraid. I've given up on you once. And I won't do so for a second time."

However, several bodyguards were aiming their guns at Patrick.

"Janetta."

Shelton called me from behind.

Hearing his words, I shivered.

I wanted to stand by Patrick's side strongly. But I knew I couldn't.

I knew that if I dared to follow Patrick, Shelton would dare to kill Patrick!

I thought about it before. Instead of expecting to be with Patrick, I only hoped that he could live well

in this world.

Finally, I bent down, picked up the portable hard drive, and stuffed it into Patrick's hands. Looking at him, I tried to look as cold as possible and said, "Mr. Cowell, take it. I am your uncle's fiancee. Next time you see me, remember to call me aunt." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

After saying that, I was about to leave. But Patrick grabbed my hand tightly.

I looked at him, saying, "Let go, Mr. Cowell. Your company is to be closed soon. The way I see it, if any woman were asked to whom to choose between you two, the answer would be self-evident."

I looked pretty indifferent.

However, my heart was bleeding.

Every word I said was like a knife. Instead of stabbing Patrick, they stabbed right in my heart.

They stabbed me one time after another, leaving multiple bloody holes in my heart.

I was in so much pain.

I gritted my teeth, trying not to look sad.

Patrick looked at me and smiled bitterly, saying, "I know why you say this. It's my fault for being useless."

"Mr. Cowell, don't speculate randomly. Women all like men with successful careers. Could it be that you think I am not a woman?" I raised my chin slightly and looked at Patrick, "What's more, you hurt me so many times. On the contrary, Shelton didn't even hurt me once. In that case, how can I choose you?"

"Charlotte, Janetta, no matter who you are, I love you. You are the only one I love in my life." Patrick held my hand tighter and tighter.

He grabbed my arm so tightly, leaving a conspicuous five-fingered handprint on my arm.

"Mr. Cowell, let go of me. We should look forward. After you sent me out, you and I were over."

When I spoke, I tried hard to withdraw my hand.

Patrick refused to let go.

In the end, Shelton came over and held me in his arms. With a wink from him, several bodyguards came over and directly aimed their guns at Patrick's wrists!

I was so scared that I took a deep breath, saying, "Let go!"

Patrick shook his head, "Cripple my hand or go with me."

"You're crazy!"

I couldn't stand it anymore.

Shelton said, "Since Patrick said so..."

"Let go!"

Before Shelton could finish his words, I lifted my leg and kicked the most imperative part of Patrick's body!

In an instant, Patrick let go of me, curled up like a shrimp, and covered his part.

I withdrew my hand, took Shelton's arm directly, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

"Wait a minute." Shelton raised his hand and took the agreements over from Roger, saying, "Patrick, I can transfer these advertising hours to you without any interest incurred..."

"no need!"

This time, Patrick endured the pain and straightened up his back.

However, it seemed that his part was still in pain. And he couldn't completely straighten up his back.

Hearing this, Shelton shrugged his shoulders, "Alright."

After taking Shelton's arm, I kept looking in the direction of the door. Fearing that I would fail to hold myself back and change my mind instead of leaving here, I dared not look at Patrick.

Finally, Shelton was about to leave.

I followed him and walked out without looking back.

However, I knew that...

Every step I took now meant that Patrick and I were getting farther and farther away from each other right at this moment. Besides, in the future, we two would be less and less connected.

And the roads of our lives were drawing apart.

I took every step in a heavy mood. Biting my lip hard, I stopped myself from bursting out crying.

I kept all my sadness to myself in the end.

But today, I had been injured greatly. Failing to vent off my grievance, I was in so much pain in my heart.

I felt so painful.

The distance from the sofa to the door became longer than ever.

Walking from the sofa to the door, I felt as if I had been walking for a century.

Finally, Shelton and I came to the door.

I, who was worried about Patrick, said, "Let him go"

"Okay." Shelton patted my hand and said to the bodyguards behind him without looking back, "Send Patrick back."

All the bodyguards withdrew from the room.

Patrick left.

When he came out, I could see that he looked at me from the corner of my eyes.

But I deliberately turned my head away to avoid looking at him.

After all of these things, the banquet began.

Shelton, who won the auction at the highest price, naturally sat at a round table in the first row.

I sat next to him.

People kept coming to drink a toast to Shelton. And many of them came to ask specifically, "Mr. Shelton, regarding this lady..."

"She's my fiancee."

As Shelton said, he reached out and took me into his arms.

I curled up my lips and smiled in a formula way.

Upon hearing this answer, the ones who came to propose a toast would all say, "Congratulations, congratulations."

Someone said to me, "You are so lucky to find such a good husband like Mr. Shelton! We envy you so much."

"Really?"

Hearing their words, I could only sneer in my heart.

"If it's possible, I would like to be in your places, okay?"

But I couldn't say it. And I could only smile perfunctorily.

When the banquet was about to end, Roger finally came over from the farthest table and held a glass of champagne in his hands, saying, "Congratulations, Mr. Shelton."

"Thank you."

Shelton was originally a little tired. Upon seeing that Roger came over, he looked different.

Roger stared at me, "Mr. Shelton, a double blessing has descended upon you. Besides winning the advertisements at the prime hour, you win the beauty's heart."

"Yes." I could sense that Shelton was quite unfriendly to Roger.

He seemed to be wary of Roger.

Seeing this, Roger didn't get angry. Instead, he reached out to clank his champagne with Shelton, raised his head, and drank up the champagne before saying to me, "Miss Nolan, didn't you say that you wanted to ask me something?"

I was stunned.

"What the hell is Roger doing?"

Pulling my hand, Shelton asked me, "What is it?"

Roger looked at Shelton mysteriously and smiled, "Mr. Shelton, are you interested in a matter where a murderer must pay with his life?"

Hearing this, Shelton immediately looked gloomy.

I wanted to know the answer to my confusion. Since I couldn't leave, I hesitated for a moment before pressing my lips against Shelton's ear and whispering, "I checked Seth's cell phone, only to find that Roger had contacted him before he died. I want to know why."

Looking at me, Shelton seemed to be a little surprised that I would tell him about this matter. After a while, he nodded, "Go with him."