Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 453

I looked at Patrick somewhat surprisedly. To tell the truth, I had decided to tell Nancy that I couldn't go back to the company these days.

I didn't expect that he would go back to City Y with me.

Holding my right hand, he said, "You are my woman. You don't need to give up anything for me."

I looked at him in a daze.

It was so good that he could think like this.

I calculated the time and asked, "Can... can Glenn see you?"

If his answer was no, maybe I needed to keep Glenn company over weekends. Then I couldn't stay by Patrick's side.

Recently, I let Janice and others take care of Glenn instead. To tell the truth, I felt very guilty about it.

Patrick didn't respond immediately. He seemed to think about it for a moment before nodding, "Okay."

Hearing his brief answer, I knew that he had made a great determination.

Every man naturally hoped to be the hero of his

kids.

"Don't force yourself."

I knew what he's been through.

"I don't." He gently shook his head.

I packed up my things and went out of the manor, only to see a large car parked in front of the door.

The side door of the car was open. And a small slope descended.

It was customized for people with special needs.

I helped Patrick into the car.

The car drove all the way to City Y.

In fact, after repeated deliberation, I thought that Unit No.1 was indeed the most suitable place for Patrick. His house here was with a large flat floor without any stairs. So he could move around with more ease.

That afternoon, we called Janice and Lacy over as well. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

The next day, I went to work.

At weekends, I went to the kindergarten to pick up Glenn.

When I drove to Unit No.1, Glenn asked me, "Mom, where are we going? Aren't we going home?"

Looking at him sitting in a baby chair at the back seat through the rearview mirror, I smiled and said, "We are going home."

"Going home? But..." Before he could finish his words, he looked at me with his eyes shining, "Are we going to see Dad? Dad is back, isn't he?"

I didn't expect him to guess the answer so quickly. I nodded my head to show my tacit consent.

Thinking of Patrick's legs, I reminded Glenn, "However, Dad has become a little different recently. Glenn, you have to learn to accept that." "What's wrong with Dad?"

"Dad's legs are injured. So he probably can't stand up for the time being. So don't say anything that breaks Dad's heart later, okay?"

"No problem!"

Glenn nodded seriously and genuinely.

The car soon arrived at the underground garage. I took Glenn upstairs.

By the time we got out of the elevator, Janice had been waiting at the door.

As soon as she opened the door, Glenn ran in with excitement. Seeing Patrick sitting in a wheelchair, Glenn seemed to be stunned for a moment. Walking to the front of Patrick in small steps and gently touching his legs, he said cautiously, "Daddy, are you in pain if I touch you like this?" Standing in the back, I suddenly became nervous.

I told Glenn just now that Patrick's legs had been injured, he surely had misunderstood me.

Patrick, however, did not seem to care about it at all. He shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt."

"Really?" Glenn looked up and said seriously, "But your legs had been injured."

Patrick looked up at me.

Seeing this, I was a little embarrassed.

Patrick leaned forward slightly, picked up Glenn in his arms directly, and let him sit on his lap!

At first, Glenn got startled and wanted to jump down. However, Patrik pressed him on his leg and said, "I didn't feel any pain at all. It's just that I can't stand up for the time being."

"Really? Will you be alright ?"

Glenn looked up at Patrick.

Seeing that Patrick didn't seem to be in pain with him sitting on his lap, he gave up struggling.

Patrick nodded, "Yes. However, in these days, I can only hold you like this."

"It doesn't matter!" Hearing his words, Glenn proudly patted his chest, "I am a tough man!"

After that, he jumped directly from Patrick's lap," I can do anything. Dad, whatever you need just call me."

"Okay, thank you."

I could see that Patrick seemed to be a little surprised. He didn't expect Glenn to be so sensible.

At this time, the kitchen door opened. Olena and Lacy brought out the dishes.

Seeing this, Glenn said, "I'm going to wash my hands!"

After running a few steps, he turned around and blinked at Patrick, asking, "Dad, do you need me to help you with it?"

Patrick was stunned.He didn't expect his son to say so.

I thought he was going to refuse. However, he nodded and said affirmatively, "Yes."

Then, he went to the washroom with his son while monitoring his wheelchair.

I stood behind them. Glenn, who wasn't tall enough, moved a small stool over. Standing on the stool by himself, he turned on the tap. When Patrick's hands were drenched, he squeezed out the foam from the hand sanitizer and rubbed Patrick's hands with his little ones.

I could only see Glenn's side face from this angle.

Glenn lowered his head and helped Patrick wash his hands seriously. "My teacher said that we should wash the hands in this way first." "Got it," Patrick replied.

His voice sounded like that of a student.

After washing his hands, Patrick wants to hold Glenn on his lap. But Glenn refused immediately, "I can walk on my own."

After that, he took Patrick's hand and accompanied him to the dining table.

While eating, Glenn was obedient.

After the meal, I accompanied Glenn to go to bed.

When I took out a storybook and intended to tell him a story, Glenn grabbed my hand and asked me in a nervous tone, "Mom, am I well-behaved today?"

"Yes, Glenn, good boy." I touched his soft hair.

Hearing my affirmative answer, he seemed to be relieved and smiled sweetly, "That's good. I'm afraid Dad will abandon me again if I am not obedient."

It was said that children were the purest who wouldn't tell any lies.

His words made my heart ache dramatically.

I didn't expect that he would think so!

I leaned over and kissed his forehead, "No, Dad loves you the most. He won't abandon you."

"Is it true?"

"It's true."

I gave him a positive answer.

Hearing what I said, Glenn, who was anxious, became relaxed and leaned on me slightly, "That's great. I can see Dad every week in the future."