Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 128

The one who modified my work marked a small circle in all the parts which he modified.

The circles were petty marks.

The circles were drawn in a slightly different method, that was for each circle, its two lines weren't sealed. Instead, they were slightly detached from each other, making each circle somewhat like two connected letters of X.

When it came to drawing circles, I only knew one that had this kind of habit...

It was Seth Hyde.

When I thought of him, I felt my heart tightened.

"Shouldn't he be in his hometown? And last time, he said he wanted to operate a company in his hometown."

"How could he be in City Y?"

"And how come he could help me modify my drawing?"

"How could this be possible?"

"However, if it weren't him, who else could it be?"

"Based on the skilled drawing style and the accurate judgment, who else could it be if it wasn't Seth?"

I couldn't be more confused.

That day, after I got off work, I went to the hospital and asked the doctor about Rosy's condition, only to know that she was still in a coma.

According to the doctor, if she continued to be in a coma, she probably would be judged as brain-dead.

I knew what it meant to be a brain-dead.

Although many miracles of the brain- dead waking up from the unconsciousness were playing in TV series, they only happened in TV series anyway. In reality, the possibility of the brain- dead waking up from the unconsciousness was almost one in a million.

Standing in front of the glass wall of Rosy's ICU ward, I was so sad.

Recalling the days when I just came back from the orphanage, I remembered that Rosy took my hand and said to me, "From now on, we are family."

However much others disliked me, she took my hand and said, "You are a granddaughter of our Archer Family."

When I looked at Rosy, my cell phone rang.

It was a call from Michael.

I picked up the call, "Hello, Lawyer Michael." "Miss Archer, I have a few questions for you." Instead of being polite to me, Michael went straight to the point and asked me a few questions.

The most important one was that when my card probably had lost.

I pondered on it over and over again, only to find that I simply couldn't recall it.

After all, I rarely use this bank card. Even if it was gone, I wouldn't notice it.

After hearing this, Michael was silent for a while before saying, "Think about it again. Recall mainly when you didn't have your bag with you after your grandmother was hospitalized."

I promised him.

After hanging up the phone, I went back to the escort room and continued to modify my design draft.

To verify the matter of "Snail Girl", I drew the dfraft for a while, planning to pretend to fall asleep.

However, because of the continuous work over recent days, I was indeed exhausted.

As soon as I leaned on the desk for a while, I did fall asleep...

In a daze, I felt as if I were standing in the darkness. At that moment, I, who was a little scared, couldn't help trembling.

I acted like how I acted in the dark space on usual days.

When I dared not to move an inch, feeling scared, I saw something moving in front of me.

To be exact, it was one person.

I looked at it closely, only to find that it was Rosy!

"Grandma!"

The moment I saw her, all my fear was almost driven away. I ran to her. But no matter how hard I ran, Rosy was always so far away from me!

"Grandma!"

I shouted as I ran.

But Rosy just stood a few steps away from me with a kind smile on her face.

It was unknown how long I had been running. As I was closer to her, something coming form nowhere suddenly stabbed Rosy's heart! Rosy's face changed. Then she disappeared in an instant...

"Grandma!"

I woke up!