Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 428

Standing at the door, when I was hesitating if I should go in now, I heard Kelsi said, "Are you crazy? Do you want to give up your life for her? What attraction does she have? How did she bewitch you? Is she worth your effort?"

Kelsi's voice was very loud as if she was shouting. Her voice came through the crack of the door and echoed in the corridor.

I was shocked. Be afraid that she would see me if turned back and closed the door, I quickly shrank back.

However, she did not seem to have any intention of doing so.

Then, I heard Patrick's voice. Although it was low, I still heard it clearly as the corridor was very quiet.

He only said a few words, "Yes, she's worth."

The voice was pure, with no hesitation.

It was as if my heart had been severely poked.

Kelsi seemed to be mad. "Although you have done so much, she doesn't know it at all. She thought she had solved the crisis by herself. Now her career is flourishing, and she even thinks that she has reached the peak of her life by herself.

Though you have done so much behind her, and now you almost have lost your life. What can you get?"

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What did that mean?

Wasn't the crisis resolved by the press conference that I opened? Did Patrick help?

"It's my business." Patrick's voice came out of the ward. "It's me who brought her in these troubles. I've told you before that I'm the one who should be blamed in the relationship. It has nothing to do with her. You didn't believe me nor listen to me. I can't just let it go as you insist on playing off against me."

The man's voice was a little weak and hoarse.

He had not fully recovered.

I saw that Kelsi's hand was clenched into a fist. She said, "Now you are lying in bed like this, can't even stand up, and you're disabled for the rest of your life. Do you think she would still want to be together with you? I'm afraid that if she knew, she would have run away earlier!"

"That's also our business."

Patrick's voice was a little cold.

I know, he must be very grieved now.

Kelsi sneered, "Well, then you can continue to protect her. Next time, I will let her die! You are now lying here as a cripple, and I will see if you can protect her again!"

Her words made my heart stressed.

But soon I heard Patrick say, "If she dies, not only will I let you die, but I will also let your whole family die with you, including the Kelsi family. Even if I die, I will do it at all costs. If you think I can't do it, have a try."

Patrick's voice was still a little hoarse. I couldn't see his expression, however, I could feel his determination!

As long as he said it, he would do it.

Kelsi's back was facing me, and she seemed to be shocked.

She just stood there and said nothing for a long time.

When I was waiting for her to say something, she suddenly turned around and walked out.

I didn't have time to hide. And she had already opened the door.

When our eyes met, Kelsi was stunned for a moment. With a grim expression, she left.

Patrick in the ward also saw me.

I still had doubts in my heart, but I knew I shouldn't ask him now. I could only hide all my thoughts and put on a look as if I heard nothing. Then I pushed the door and went in.

Patrick lay in bed and looked at me. I haven't seen him for a while. I didn't know if it was an illusion that he seemed to have lost some weight.

His chisel-like cheeks were slightly concave and looked very thin.

"What are you doing here?" Patrick watched as I entered. Compared to before, his expression didn't change at all.

He was even colder than when he looked at Kelsi.

He looked at me as if he was looking at a stranger.

The look in the man's eyes made my heart miss a beat.

But after I was deliberately driven away by Patrick so many times, I had known why he treated me coldly every time. The basic purpose was he wanted to drive me away.

It was the same this time.

However, I wouldn't leave.

I pretended not to see through his intention, I walked in, sat aside, and said with a smile, "I'm here to see you." "No need. You should go as there's nothing to do." Patrick looked at the ceiling with a pair of ice-cold eyes. It was as if he wanted to keep me at arm's length.

"Why should I go? Why do you treat your lifesaver like this? My hand was injured for saving you yesterday."

Then I reached out my injured hand to show him the bandage on purpose.

The bandage was wrapped yesterday, and it had not been changed today. There was still some bloodstain on it.

Patrick looked at my hand, but there was no change in his gaze. The corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile and he slowly said, "Tell me, how much do you want?"

If he hadn't said that, I probably wouldn't have realized his purpose clearly.

He said it, and I was even more certain that Patrick wanted to drive me away.

I sat there and picked up an orange from the fruit tray. After pinching them, I said to Patrick, "I know what you are thinking about. You want to drive me away. Unfortunately, you have used too many

time of these tricks in the past. I won't fall for it anymore. This time, I will not leave." Then I raised the orange and asked, "Do you want some orange?"

"Don't guess at will."

Patrick's voice was a little cold, but I didn't take it seriously. I put the orange down and changed it into an apple.

I picked up the fruit knife beside me and asked, "Do you want an apple? I'll peel it for you."

"There's no need."

"Don't..."

"Get out! I don't need your sympathy!"

I was about to say something, but Patrick suddenly became furious. He raised his hand and hit the apple in my hand directly.

But his hand touched my hand which took the fruit knife. I was afraid of hurting him, so I subconsciously took it back quickly.

His hand hit my hand, and the fruit knife fell. Because I had just drawn back the knife, the knife suddenly cut the thumb of my hand which was holding the apple!

It hurt!

It was so painful that I dropped the apple to the ground.

In order not to let him see it, I used my hand to lower my head to pick up the apple. When he looked at me, I quickly hid my injured hand behind my back.

Afraid that the blood would flow out, I quickly wiped it on the clothes on my back.

I felt the friction between the wound and clothes.

It was painful.

I didn't dare to show it. I just put the apple aside and bent down to pick up the knife. Then I said, " Who sympathizes with you?"

"Get out if you don't sympathize with me! Let me stay alone for a while." Patrick seemed to have not noticed that I was injured, so he withdrew his gaze.

Lying on the bed, his helplessness could not be hidden in his furious eyes.

I understand his feeling.

He was such a proud and insufferably arrogant person. How could he accept the fact that he was injured and could no longer stand up?

If I were him the comfort of others might even more provokable.

Although I was extremely reluctant and had a lot to say, I only said, "Well, I'll come another day."

After that, I turned around and left.