Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 201

I looked at Patrick in a daze. And I had no idea what he was minding.

Patrick violently dragged me to the car, lit a cigarette up, and took a deep breath. Then he said, "I seldom see you cry. But I saw you crying for Seth. If Shelton dies one day, I guess you will cry for him as well. But if I die, I'm afraid you will only say 'oh' with a poker face."

His words made me stunned.

I had never thought about this possibility.

"What if Patrick dies one day?"

"I have never thought about this premise."

The car slowly started. And soon it arrived at the residential quarter, which we had passed by just now. I glanced at the name of the residential quarter, which read, The Most Powerful Family.

The name matched with the residential quarter quite well. Each household inside was completely independent, including the front yard and the backyard as well as two parking slots. In City Y, even if it was in the Third Ring Road, such a community was rarely seen.

The car drove in. Patrick opened the car door for me and then opened all the car windows.

He took the initiative to hold my hand and apologize, "Sorry, I was a little impulsive just now. I know that I have done many things to hurt you before. I have always been very clear about it. However, knowing that the reason you refused to do the operation just now is that you don't want to stay with me for a year, I..."

"I know." Taking advantage of this opportunity, I asked Patrick, "Can you tell me whether you have anything to do with Seth's death or not?"

"What?"

My question made Patrick stupefied.

He frowned slightly, "How do you think that his death has something to do with me?"

"Because I heard a recording..."

I told him about the recording played by Caroline when she kidnapped me.

It wasn't that I was stupid,. However, I was alone now. I couldn't do any investigation except for saying it out loud.

"If I say that it has nothing to do with me, will you believe me?" Patrick looked at me. His black eyes flickered slightly as if he were looking forward to something.

I was silent for a moment. And I replied, "Yes."

As Patrick heard this, I could feel that he let out a sigh of relief slightly. Then he nodded slightly and said, "Leave it to me. If his death isn't an accident, I will help you find out the truth of it."

After he said that, he took me into the house.

As soon as I entered this house, I found this house wasn't like that in Unit No.1, City Y where each room was big and empty.

The room wasn't large. And it was decorated with fabric. I decorated each corner of it with some cloth dolls and green plants.

It looked very comforting.

Patrick pulled me to the middle of the room and looked at me with an expectant look in his eyes, "Do you like it?"

It was autumn outside. However, everything in the room was of a warm color, making the room especially warm.

I nodded my head blankly and said, "Thank you."

Patrick patted me on the head, "I owe you. I will repay you little by little. As for the injury on your face, think about doing an operation."

"Okay."

Patrick was indeed sincere. However silly I was, I could sense his sincerity.

That night, we slept in the same room. And Patrick hugged me. Somehow, I had a strong sense of security in my heart.

Patrick went to work during the day. And I was alone at home. The servants at home were hired to work hourly per my request.

I had nothing to do. Except for studying some examples of internal decoration on the Internet, I spent most of my time feeling bored and doing nothing at home.

On the fifth day, I finally decided to go out of the house and went to a supermarket to buy some fruits.

I went out wearing the mask. When I finished buying all the things, paid the bill, and went out of the supermarket, I heard someone behind me call me, "Charlotte Archer?"