Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 340

Hearing Shelton's words, I was stunned for a second, asking, "Are you going to take Glenn with us?"

I had agreed with Nancy that I would send Glenn to her house this afternoon. And she would come to pick him up later.

After all, nobody in the Cowell Family knew about the existence of this child.

I didn't intend to take him with me either.

"Yes. As we said before, take Glenn with us." Shelton looked at Glenn with affection and fatherhood in his eyes, "After you and I had a one-night stand abroad five years ago, Glenn was born. So I've been pursuing you after coming from abroad."

Hearing Shelton's words, Glenn blinked his eyes and asked on the side, "What is a one- night stand?"

Thinking that one- night stand was a word with multiple meanings, I knew that we couldn't enlighten Glenn about it with a few sentences within a short period.

"Okay." I agreed and looked at the things inside the bag, only to see two sets of suits for Glenn.

I took the clothes out and said to Glenn, "Glenn, today, Mom and Mr. Ned will take you to see a lot of people. Well, speaking of these people, they may say some strange words. It doesn't matter if you don't like them. We only have to see them today. After today, we may never see them again."

I knew that I shouldn't have said so to Glenn, a four-year and-a-half-month-old child.

But I was going to take him with me to the Cowell family's house tonight. And this matter made me uneasy.

Hearing that I said so to Glenn, Shelton squatted down., pulled Glenn's hand, and said in a gentle tone, "Don't be afraid. If there is anything, you can turn to me for help."

"Okay." Glenn nodded obediently.

Shelton raised his hand and touched his little face, "Moreover, after today, can you call me Dad?"

Shelton's tone was very calm. He discussed this matter with Glenn in a tone of discussion. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Looking at him, Glenn blinked his eyes and turned to look at him.

It seemed that he didn't know how to answer.

But he didn't say anything, which could only mean that he didn't want to.

I turned to Shelton and said, "He's still young. And he can't accept this at once. Can you..." "I know. Then you can call me Mr. Ned first." Shelton looked at Glenn as gently as ever. Patting him on the head, he said with a smile, "Take your time, okay? Mr. Ned surely will do a good job and make you call me Dad of your own free will."

It seemed that Glenn didn't understand the meaning of his words. And he looked at Shelton eagerly.

However, he clung to me tightly with his hands without saying a word.

Shelton soon went out. And I helped to help Glenn get changed in the room.

Speaking of the two sets of suits, one of them was made up of a T-shirt and overalls. And the other one was made up of a shirt, a vest, and a pair of pants.

One of the shirts was white. And the other one was a bright blue shirt.

The two sets of clothes were both matched with a small bow tie.

I surveyed them and chose the one with a white shirt and overalls for Glenn. After all, on that kind of occasion, I didn't want him to be too conspicuous.

The overalls were made up of cropped pants, a pair of small leather shoes, and socks.

After putting on the suit, Glenn immediately looked temperamentally different.

He looked like a young master.

What worried me the most was Glenn's face.

He was particularly like me when he was young. Even so, as he grew older, he looked less chubby. Judging from his nose and his eyes, he gradually looked somewhat like Patrick.

I didn't know if it was because I paid special attention to him. But the more I looked at him, the more I thought that he resembled Patrick.

As soon as I helped Glenn tidy himself up and went downstairs, I saw a delicate- dressed "woman" standing downstairs.

The "woman" held a big box in her hands.

I could tell at a glance that this woman was Amy.

I hadn't seen her for five years. He seemed to have gone through a thorough cosmetic surgery. And his hair was longer. If I hadn't known him before, I might have thought he was a woman who was relatively tall and physically strong.

"Mrs. Cowell, hello, my name is Amy." As Amy saw me, he failed to recognize me. Then he naturally walked forward and said hello to me, "I am responsible for your makeup and freshen- up today."

"Nice to meet you."

I responded with a smile.

I knew how good Amy's make- up skills were. When I had disfigured my face, she had beautified me with her magic make-up skills.

Now my face was in good condition. And he surely could do make-up for me well.

Amy asked, "So... where are we doing make-up?"

I hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go upstairs."

Amy and I went upstairs together. And Glenn caught up with me and went upstairs as well.

I coaxed him to have fun by himself next door.

In front of the dressing table, Amy opened her three-story dressing box and helped me to put on makeup little by little.

As soon as she put foundation on my face, he asked, "Are you... Miss Archer?"

"What?"

I was stunned. I didn't expect that Amy would actually recognize me.

Seeing my reaction, Amy was enlightened immediately. She smiled and said, "As a make-up artist, I am gifted in keeping people's faces in my mind. Besides, your face condition was special at that time. So it left a deeper impression on me."

I hadn't seen her for five years. And Amy, who had been flamboyant and dazzling back then, had restrained herself a lot.

His tone of voice sounded much gentler.

I admitted my identity, saying, "I haven't seen you many years. But you've changed a lot."

Amy said while doing make- up for me, "My change is not as dramatic as yours. If I hadn't been familiar with your face, I wouldn't haven't recognized you."

"It makes sense."

Most people couldn't recognize me.

Patrick was an exception instead.

He seemed to recognize me out of thin air.

Without saying anything further, Amy concentrated on doing make-up for me. He indeed got magic in his hands. And very soon, he got an incomparably delicate makeup done for me.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I found that I didn't seem to have put on heavy makeup.

However, I looked even more delicate and beautiful.

"Thank you." I thanked her with great satisfaction.

Then, I got up and went to get changed.

After I changed my clothes and went out, Amy looked at me with slight sadness on her face, "Miss Archer, it turns out that you didn't get together with Mr. Cowell."

Hearing Amy's words, I, who had been looking at myself in the mirror intently, felt a sharp pain in my heart.

I stopped tidying up my clothes and forced a faint smile on my face. Nodding my head, I said, "Yes, I didn't."

"That's such a pity," Amy leaned over and began to pack up her makeup box while saying, "I've seen you so many times. And I find that when I saw you for the first time, you were the most relaxed. Back then..."

"It's about time. Let's go," I interrupted Amy.

I don't want to hear him mentioning the past anymore.

After all, it was all in the past. And more words about the past couldn't change anything.

Amy looked up at me and gently sighed. Without saying anything, he packed up the cosmetic case, covered it, and held it in his hands.

I went to call Glenn. And we went downstairs.

Then, we took a car with Shelton to where the engagement banquet would be held.