Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 253

I knew it. I always knew that Shelton would be a good husband as well as a good father.

However...

"You are my best choice. But..." Staring at Shelton, I hesitated for a moment and said, "You are so good that I want to completely let go of the past before accepting you. Otherwise, it is unfair to you."

Wearing a pair of transparent- framed spectacles, Shelton looked as gentle as ever. Hearing what I said, he revealed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

He wasn't surprised to hear my words at all.

He reached out and grabbed my hand, passing the warmth on his palm to me. And he shook his head gently, "I won't force you to prioritize me. As long as I'm by your side, I will be fine with it. You don't have to put too much pressure on yourself."

"You're always like this. That's why I wanted to prioritize you."

I said to Shelton.

I was no longer a child.

I surely knew that I had to be with someone

who deserved my love.

After that day, Patrick kept his words and didn't contact me anymore.

A week later, after having a morning briefing with Calvin and others, I planned to continue working on my design in a small compartment.

I was in charge of this project only in City Y. The office space in the Design Institute in City Y was limited.

In the end, they vacated a limited space for me rather than arrange a special office for me.

Most of the time, I was fine with this. It was just that I couldn't concentrate with many people around.

When I held the materials for the morning briefing in my hands and went to the door of the office, I saw several designers standing there, looking into the office and whispering to each other.

"What's wrong?"

I walked over and looked into the office as well.

Unexpectedly, someone was sitting in front of my computer!

It was Patrick!

"Why is he here?"

"He is waiting for me!"

"As long as I don't go over to him, he won't leave."

Helplessly, I had no choice but to brace myself and walk over to him. Standing in front of my office desk, I asked Patrick, "Mr. Cowell, what can I do for you?"

Patrick looked around and looked up at me, "Do you work on the design here?"

He had no longer other emotions on his face as he used to do. When he talked to me, he spoke formally.

Feeling slightly relieved in my heart, I nodded.

"Yes."

He nodded, stood up, and put his hands in his pockets, saying, "I have prepared a temporary studio for you. It's a two-story studio. You can live upstairs and work downstairs. You can live there while working on this project."

"There's no need, Mr. Cowell." I subconsciously rejected him.

Patrick walked two steps outside. Hearing that I refused him, he wasn't surprised at all. He paused and said, "This club is quite important to me. You, the designer, are the most important step and the guarantee of the entire project's success. For the sake of this project, you deserve to be treated like this."

"Mr. Cowell, I can work on my design here..."

"OK. Then I will kick these people out so that you can enjoy this office alone."

As I wanted to refuse, Patrick's words immediately made me hold myself back.

The Institute of Gaden Designing in City Y was located relatively close to the city center.

It was old, taking up a small-sized area.

If these designers were kicked out, there surely weren't any other offices for them.

Helplessly, I had no choice but to compromise, "I'll go to the office arranged by you hen."

I packed up my things. Patrick asked his men to move the computer and the documents for me.

Two hours later, leaving the Institute of Gaden Designing in City Y, I moved to the studio that Patrick had prepared for me.

This studio was quite awesome. It was a two-story building next to the People's Park of City Y.