Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 476

I hung up the phone and drove to Glorious Light Hospital.

The Glorious Light Hospital today was very different from before. It used to be desolate, but now it was crowded.

When I drove in, the line just to get into the parking lot took me nearly 20 minutes.

When I parked the car, I sat in the car and thought about it for a long time.

"When I go to Shelton, how should I talk to him about Shirley."

"Glenn had already taken the medicine three times. After the fourth time, if Shelton didn't give the antidote to me, Glenn might..."

I didn't dare to think about the consequences.

This was my only chance.

After thinking it over, I took a deep breath, got off the car and went straight to Shelton's office.

His office was on the top floor of the hospital's administrative building.

I walked all the way, but I didn't see a single person.

At the door of Shelton's office, I gently knocked on the door twice.

Soon, the door opened. I saw Shelton standing at the door, wearing a white doctor's cloak and glasses, with a gentle smile at his face.

When he saw it was me, he said, "It's you. Is it hot outside?"

"No." I shook my head.

Recently, Shelton had never been aggressive in front of me. Everything was like before.

His eyes were as gentle as water, and there was always a slight smile at his face.

He just did the right thing that would defuse the awkwardness for me without making things difficult for me.

Unfortunately, too many things had happened. Even if he acted to be like this again, I would have looked at him in a completely different way.

I didn't smile back. I just walked into the office through the space he left.

He followed me.

I sat on the sofa. He did not sit on the office chair, but next to me. He asked in a gentle voice, "You said you have something to tell me. What is it?"

"It's..." I looked into Shelton's eyes, and there was expectation in his eyes. I bit my lip and said, "I saw Shirley today." "Who?"

Obviously Shelton was stunned as if he was a little surprised and disappointed at the fact that I didn't say what he had expected.

"Shirley."

I repeated.

After hearing the name clearly, Shelton's eyes immediately showed some indifference. He folded his legs, put his hands on his knees, looked at me, and said in a very alienated voice, "So what?"

His tone sounded like Shirley was not a lover who had been in love with him for more than ten years, but a passerby who had only met once or twice.

When he said her name, there were no emotions in his heart.

However, I was not beaten back by his state. I continued, "Shirley got uterus cancer."

When I said those words, Shelton frowned slightly.

Then, I added another two words, "Stage 2."

When I spoke the two words, Shelton's expression obviously relaxed a little. He said only one word, "Oh."

Seeing that he was relaxed, I hurriedly continued, "But when I saw her today, her assistant told me that she was not willing to be treated, because once treated she might not be able to conceive for a lifetime. She has always held the hope of getting pregnant."

"That's her business."

Shelton still looked at me in his original position with a distant expression, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Unwilling to let it go, I continued, "Then have you ever thought about that for an excellent woman like Miss Shirley, there must be a lot of men who wanted to be with her, even if her legs were disabled. But why has she been single all these years?"

"That's her business."

Shelton said it again.

Seeing him like this, for a while, I really felt unworthy for Shirley. "That's because you. You're the one who failed her for years. Even if you have done so many wrong things, Miss Shirley has always loved you and waited for you. She has been longing for one day that you can understand that revenge is not the only important thing in one's life. When you look back, you will find that she is still waiting for you!"

I've thought of this statement when I was in the car.

I made it up.

I didn't know what Shirley was thinking.

Shelton looked at me, and his expression seemed to change a little. He asked me, "Did she tell you these?"

"No, it's my guess." I knew that I couldn't deceive Shelton.

Hearing this, he asked me, "I see. Besides this, do you have anything else to tell me?"

It could be seen from Shelton's expression that he was no longer in the good mood.

He was even a little impatient.

I was a little confused by his question and shook my head after a while.

Shelton couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile on his face. "So you finally called me once. And you just come to tell me that she had stage 2 uterine cancer. You want me to go find her and have a child with her?" Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I... "

Hearing Shelton's words, I didn't know what to say for a while.

He looked at me and continued, "You think about that I will be with Shirley, and then I will give you the antidote, and you take it to cure Glenn. When Patrick comes back, you will get married. Isn't it a happy ending?"

Yes.

That was what I thought.

My thoughts were all exposed by Shelton, and I didn't hide my thoughts anymore. "Yes, do you love me? Doctor Shelton, don't you understand? You are blinded by hatred, aren't you? You want to take revenge on Grandpa Cowell and you start it from Patrick, aren't you?"

Shelton looked at me and was silent for a while before saying, "Maybe a little, but now my father doesn't need me to take revenge. After all, I'm not the only one who wants to take revenge on him. Soon he will go crazy because of his own sin."

"What do you mean?"

I looked at Shelton.

I didn't know what he was talking about.

His expression was secretive. He hooked his lips and carried a grimace on his face.

He stood up, walked to the desk, and said to me, "Janetta, if there's nothing else, you can leave."

I opened my mouth and knew that I couldn't go on. I had no choice but to turn around and leave.

After I got out of the hospital, I became more and more clear about my own heart.

I really didn't want to marry him.

Thinking about it over and over again, I finally called Shirley.

Soon the phone was connected. Shirley said in a slightly weak voice, "Miss Nolan."

"Miss Shirley, I want to see you, are you free now?"

I said.

There was a silence on the other side of the phone. Then I heard Shirley saying, "Okay, I'm in the studio."

"Thank you."

I hung up the phone, drove the car, and went directly to Shirley's wedding dress studio.

The place was still the same as it used to be and it looks especially beautiful when the flowers on the trees at the entrance are in bloom after the spring.

I stopped the car at the door and walked in quickly.

When I entered, Shirley was in the guest lounge on the first floor. On the tea table in front of her was a pot of fruit tea that was being heated.

Shirley looked at me. She took out a small transparent cup from the tray and placed it next to me. She then picked up the teapot and filled the cup.

I knew she was hinting for me to sit there.

After I sat down, Shirley pushed the teacup to my side and asked, "Miss Nolan, since you come to me on the same day, it must be something important, right?"