Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 242

There was no sim card on my cell phone. Consequently, without connecting to Wi-Fi, I couldn't browse any news online.

The reason why I did so was that I was afraid that Patrick would find me.

After I input the keywords, a lot of pieces of breaking news along with their relative comments popped up on the Facebook newsfeed.

I roughly read the news. Shelton called the police that day. After the police arrived and confirmed the location of the accident, divers were asked to go beneath the sea to find the black box on the sunken yacht.

After three days of searching, the divers didn't find the black box.

On the whole yacht, they only found a female corpse and a suitcase.

The photo of the suitcase was attached in the news.

Taking a look at it, I was sure that it was my suitcase.

According to the news, based on the items inside the suitcase and the people who had

left the island, the police preliminarily identified the identity of the deceased.

As for who the deceased female was...

The answer was self-evident.

When I returned to the hotel, I found the door to my room slightly open.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Shelton coming out of the suite in a panic. When he saw me, he, who was stunned, walked up to me with a look of relief as he asked accusingly, "Where have you been? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I..." I hesitated for a moment and said, "I have been dreaming of Caroline recently. So I went to a temple..."

"To pray for her soul?"

Before I could finish my words, Shelton interrupted me.

"It's not like that. I just went there to pay my respects, hoping that she could reincarnate as soon as possible," I said.

Hearing what I said, Shelton rubbed my hair with his hands and smiled helplessly, "You're so good that you are repaying good for evil. How can others repay your kindness?"

"Since she is dead, let bygones be bygones."

In fact, Caroline was dead, and I was deceased as well in Patrick's heart. Now I felt inexplicably relieved in my heart.

I wouldn't have to fear that someone would come to hurt my child.

Shelton took out a small-sized sim card from his pocket and gave it to me, "Here is a new sim card. Use it in case I can't find you."

"Okay."

"And, I still have something to do in City Y. But you didn't have a sim card on your cell phone. Fearing that I couldn't contact you. I was so worried about you that I came back. I have to go back tomorrow." As Shelton spoke, he pulled over a suitcase to him and said, "I know that if I give you a bank card, you surely won't bear to spend my money. So I asked one of my nurses to buy some clothes for you to wear here."

As he spoke, he bent down and unlocked the suitcase.

The suitcase was filled with all sorts of clothes and pants.

Shelton was different from Patrick.

The clothes he bought were all casual clothes. With a glance at them, I knew that I would feel comfortable once I wore them.

I stood there, inserted the sim card into my cell phone, and said, "Mr. Shelton, don't worry about me. I have got a place to go to in the future."

"What?" Hearing what I said, Shelton became nervous. He stood up and walked to me, "Are you afraid of causing me trouble? No. I don't think there's any trouble. And, I am the one who proposed your fake death. I'd returned and found out that the police, the Cowell Family, and Archer Family all seemed to think you were the corpse on the yacht."

"It's not like that. I think you are right. I want to become a better me."

I told Shelton everything, including my meeting Ryan and the fact that I would learn from him.

After hearing me out, Shelton looked even more serious. "No, take me to him. Or I'll be worried."

"Well..."

"Otherwise, I won't agree. Nowadays, a lot of people are pretending to be masters."

It struck me that he was worried about my safety.