Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 479

Inside the box was a diamond ring.

Although I didn't know much about diamonds, this one was bigger than any diamonds I had seen on the counter of the jewelry store.

In addition, there was a circle of small diamonds around it, which made it look very amazing in size.

"This... is too expensive."

I wanted to pull my hand back from Shelton subconsciously.

I didn't know much about diamonds, but this diamond was so big.

Such a precious diamond ring, I...

Maybe it was not because the diamond was too precious, but because it came from Shelton.

He held my hand tightly in his big palm. Feeling my resistance, he didn't care about it at all. He put the box on the table, then showed it to my ring finger, but he didn't wear it.

I was very resistant to it in my heart.

He looked at my hand with his head down. I couldn't see his expression clearly. I only heard him say, "The virus in Glenn's body should have produced resistance to this medicine. My suggestion is that you go to get a marriage license with me tomorrow, and I will start to perform the medical treatment for Glenn right away."

His voice was so gentle, but it was like a knife that cut off the last glimmer of hope in my heart.

I bit my lip hard.

I tried to hide my sorrow and disappointment. After a while, I raised my head and looked at Shelton. I made up a smile that I thought it would be nice and said, "I see, Shelton."

Shelton.

By calling out his name, it meant that I had made up my mind.

When Shelton heard this, his eyes became clear. When he looked at me, his gaze was as gentle as water.

"He is mature and he cares about me. If I marry him, I won't be dissatisfied with anything in the rest of my life."

I told myself like this.

However, there was still a little regret in my heart.

But there was no other way.

Shelton wore the ring in my hand.

It was so big that I felt heavy.

He helped me wear the ring, and dragged my left hand with the ring. He said, "I have prepared this ring for you for a long time. Today, I finally put it on for you."

He carefully looked at my hand and continued, "Fortunately, perfect size."

"Thank you."

Looking down at the huge heart- shaped ring, I didn't feel happy at all.

Shelton glanced at his watch and said, "I'll pick you up at your house at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, is that okay?"

"Okay." I nodded. In order not to expose my true feelings to Shelton, I quickly said, "Then I'll go back first. Glenn still has a fever."

"Let me drive you home?"

"You don't need to."

I finished my words and quickly left his office.

I even ran out of the administration building as if I was afraid that he would catch up with me. I didn't even dare to look back.

When I returned to the car, my heart was filled with great sorrow. I held the steering wheel with both hands, and my heart felt as if it had been dug out.

I took out my cell phone and called Patrick.

"Hello, the phone you have dialed is power off.

Please call again later..."

"Again!"

"Again!"

"When would his phone be able to get through?!"

I looked at his name on the phone's screen with a dull smile. "Patrick, I'm going to marry someone else. Why are you still hiding from me? At first, you're afraid that your legs are not good, so you get

rid of me. But if your legs are recovered, you come back and only find that I have become someone else's wife, what will you think?"

The system voice still repeated on the other side of the phone.

My heart was so painful.

I just looked at the phone screen and sat there in a daze. I sat from the sun hung in the west, until it was dark outside.

Even though I've been sitting there for so long, I was still irritated when I saw the ring on my finger!

We were going to get married tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I would become his wife.

If Shelton was an ordinary person, I could have fooled him, got married with him and divorced him after Glenn was cured.

However, it was Shelton.

I deeply understood that as long as I was married to him, he would use other methods to hold me in his hand after Glenn was cured.

He didn't love me a long time ago. He may have been a little psychopathic.

What he wanted might be to grab something from Patrick.

I drove my car and wandered aimlessly through the streets.

Maybe it was because I didn't want to be alone, so I drove to the most prosperous street.

In the evening, even the most prosperous place in City Y was very quiet. Around the high office buildings, there were a few lights that were still on.

They should be people who worked overtime.

I drove to the gate of Towering High.

I got off the car and went to the gate. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The gate had been closed. I wanted to go in, but a security guard came over and said, "It's closed."

I looked up at the large building, except for the security room lights were on, the whole building was all dark.

It seemed that Towering High was very kind to the employees, and there was not even a person working overtime.

I didn't know what I wanted to do here. I hesitated for a moment, turned around and left.

Back in the car, I continued driving.

Finally, I found a lively place.

On both sides of the road, rows of luxury cars parked there. At the entrance, the young men and women dressed in various kinds of clothes were chatting at the door, and some people were vomiting in the tree pits.

Liquor.

I wanted to drink.

Perhaps if I was drunk, I would feel better this night.

When I was thinking about it, there was a green sports car drove away in front of me, so I parked my car at that place.

Then, I got out of the car with my phone and went into the bar.

Just as I entered and walked down the hallway, someone whistled at me.

I didn't care. I walked inside and went straight to the hall and sat on the bar counter.

The bartender immediately leaned over and asked with sincerity, "Madam, what would you like to drink?" "I want..." I looked at the various kinds of liquors placed behind the bartender and didn't know what to drink for a while.

I didn't know much about drinking.

There was a lot of liquor in my mind. I remembered that Lisa had said before that there was a kind of spirit called Gin.

Then I said to the bartender, "I want a cup of Gin!"

"A cup of Gin? Do you need to add anything else?"

"No."

I waved my hand.

I needed to get drunk.

Soon, a glass cup were pushed to the front of me.

The moment I finished drinking, I frowned deeply.

It was so spicy!

And bitter!

"What kind of wine is this? Why does it taste so bad?" I thought.

Seeing that I was in a bad mood, the bartender asked me, "Miss, if you add some tonic water to the Gin, the flavor will be better."

"All right."

I didn't know anything about alcohol, so I just nodded.