Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 171

I, who wasn't reconciled, wanted to go inside, only to be blocked outside by the relatives of the Archer Family.

Tracy's son warned, "If you continue to poke your nose into our business, I'm going to hit you!"

"Forget it."

When I wanted to break in, someone stopped me.

I turned around and saw Shelton standing behind me unexpectedly.

He, who was wearing a white coat, didn't look conspicuous in this hospital at all.

I lowered my eyes and slowly walked to the stretcher on the side where Rosy was lying, holding her hand.

This feeling was the same as what I had felt when I used to hold Seth's hand.

Rosy had been dead. But her body didn't completely get cold. There was a little of warmth in her body.

Rosy had been in a coma for a long time. She, who could only rely on the breathing machine and the nutrition needle to maintain her life,

had been skinny early.

It was the first time that I had touched Rosy so thoroughly and vividly over these days.

Touching her skinny hand, I suddenly had doubts about what I had always believed in.

Holding Rosy's hand with my hands, I lowered my head and muttered, "Mr. Shelton, the way you see it, is someone brain- dead already dead? Was it right or wrong for me to insist on capriciously keeping her alive by relying on the breathing machine before? Would she, who was so thin, be in so much pain at that time?"

"After all, you did so because of your filial piety to her." Shelton pressed my shoulders with his hands, "As long as you did it with good intentions, nobody can judge whether what you did is right or wrong."

"Is that so?"

"Well, your persistence will move your grandmother."

Shelton comforted me.

It was unknown whether it was because of his presence that I, who was sad, calmed down a little.

I held Rosy's hand and stood next to her.

Behind us, Tracy was still arguing with the doctors.

It was unknown how long had passed...

A doctor said, "I will push the patient away."

Then he pushed Rosy, intending to leave.

I looked at him in panic and asked, "Where are you going?"

It probably was because of the fact that the hospital was quarreling with Tracy that the doctor didn't treat me well. Instead of answering me, he continued to push the stretcher forward.

I chased after him. But Tracy stopped me. "Stop it. He is going to push her to the morgue. What? Do you want to follow her to the morgue?"

I said right away, "Yes!"

Tracy looked at me as if she were looking at a lunatic. Then she let go of me directly., "Then you should follow him quickly!"

At this time, the doctor had pushed the stretcher where Rosy was lying far away.

I wanted to chase her, only to be hugged by a strong arm from behind, "Don't go there. It's not a good place. If girls go there, you will easily get sick."

"But..."

"The body will be sent to the funeral chamber tomorrow. You will see her then. Don't worry."

It was Shelton who was holding me in his arms.

His voice sounded deep and warm, which was of healing power to me at this time.

I stood there and watched Rosy being pushed farther and farther away from me. Finally, she was pushed into the elevator by the doctor. For no reason, I felt numb in my heart.

I couldn't cry or shout out.

I couldn't even ponder on it.

It was as if what happened right now wasn't reality, but a dream. And after I woke up from the dream, Rosy would still be alive...

By the time I turned around again, every one of the Archer Family had left.

Shelton said that he would send me home. However, when I came to my senses, I found that he had driven into Unit No.1, City Y.

I, who was a little embarrassed, explained to Shelton, "I moved out of here. And I no longer live here."

"I know." Shelton parked the car, got out of the car, and opened the door of the passenger's seat for me, saying, "You will stay at my house." "What?" I sat in the car and looked at him in a daze.

I had woken up in the middle of the night. And in the end, I was slow-witted.